When the highs are high
— the lows are always very low
the highs are high and i don’t want them to pass me by
just stay at my side till the end of time
the rush of emotions makes me elated
and the moment i’m in can never be beaten
i get lost in the whirlwind
of satisfaction and joy and perfection and power
until it has blown away
and i am left astray
as i fall down
from the
heights
now down low
i look up again
to where i was
before i collapsed
it was a rough fall
and wondering if i should call
it quits for this one
will i ever reach the top again
i guess with anything
when you trip yourself from
or are pushed from above
everything you had
you lose grasp of
the higher it was
the longer the fall
and there is no wall
to keep you at stall
and the harder the hit of it all
when the highs are high
the lows are low
it’s just about whether the lows
are worth it for the highs
and are you willing
to continue the climb?
