Climbing Up
Thursday July 17, 2003
I am no longer crashing down;
I'm climbing up - back on solid ground.
I'm leaving the pits of hell.
It was painful - I won't tell.
I'm coming back up, but with cuts.
Lots look at me as if I were nuts.
I'm not crazy or insane.
I'm just in a lot of pain.
The sun is shinning again.
I will go back - I don't know when.
To all of you of whom I think a lot,
I pray none of you are in this spot.
by Redbearban Thoughts & Comments
I'm climbing up - back on solid ground.
I'm leaving the pits of hell.
It was painful - I won't tell.
I'm coming back up, but with cuts.
Lots look at me as if I were nuts.
I'm not crazy or insane.
I'm just in a lot of pain.
The sun is shinning again.
I will go back - I don't know when.
To all of you of whom I think a lot,
I pray none of you are in this spot.
by Redbearban Thoughts & Comments
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