transition

[caffeine_voices]

climbing up the growing tree again
reaching out and blooming upon a limb
another night goes by
i wither and die
my last grip lets go
floating slowly to the ground
not making a sound
it's not so bad anymore
i'll step back through that door
my hope remains
i'm soon crumpled by a friend
some little barrier trying to cause my end
but i turn it around
a new life i've found
i make my way once again
everything seems the same
it's all just a game
i'll roll the dice once more
pick myself up off of this floor
i rise again
this time i have more pride
filled with smiles inside
i go out on that limb
and i meet a new friend
a new direction to take
i know now what i didn't know before
i can see beyond the horizon and more
every detail i take into sight
further fueling my reason and might
i will go on
--
you stay beside me
you keep me strong
you give me a reason
and for this, i go on

 

[MezZedUp]

Nice work there. I loved the backwards and forwards and finally beyond feeling of this

 

[caffeine_voices]

Thanks, That's exactly what I wanted ppl to see... that's how my life has been, and I think a lot of other people might relate, and feel this way.
I called it transition because it starts out on being "down" then slowly making your way back to the more positive side of life again.
In all honesty I thought all the words through before I wrote this down and remembering them was hard, so it didn't turn out quite as well as (at least I think) it was. I do this a lot...I wish I just had a tape recorder for my mind.