You're holding on and your grip is slipping.
You're walking on a tight rope and about to lose your footing.
It's like a cold winters day.
From the warmth of your living room it looks so beautiful.
When you are stuck in the snow and wind, its awful.
You consider risking what you have valued most for this feeling.
Compromises and weighing the pros and cons becomes part of your everyday language.
You try and act as if it's all under control.
You laugh and smile but at night it still stings.
You go on with your life, stop at stop signs and applaud when it is called for.
You are no longer looking for what you have always wanted.
Now you are searching for what you once had.
It's dark and it's cold.
Your closest ones can turn so quickly.
All you've known is now a mystery.
You're under water and now are drowning.
Your fingers just let go.
You are now falling to the ground below.
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