The View

The View

I wobbled, I stumbled.
You caught me off guard.
Walls down and clear path. I let you in.
Nothing to stop the shot that hit my heart.

It hit me hard, harder than I thought.
Not unexpected but still stinging.
Took my breath away for an instant.
When I was ready to play you just walked away.

I didn’t fall even though you clocked me good.
My knees buckled and I shoulda fell to the ground.
I had always done so before, ah but not this time.
This time though something else kicked in.

A fight I seem to have forgotten I had within me.
Arose from within, I didn’t fall but instead forged ahead.
Humbled I was for sure.
Inside alive and ready to fight on, so that is just what I did.

No time to step back and watch.
Cause the World goes on no matter what.
If I fall, it goes by just the same and I lay just watching.
This time though, things blurred but I didn’t go down.

I did what I set out to do with you.
Climb up and away on that very day.
To enjoy the view but not with you.
Alone on top but enjoying the view on my own.

I love the view from above.
Working harder to make it up.
Even when I feel like not going up.
I did and I will again.

For now I know that I can be wobbled.
I can stumble and bumble all I want.
In the end, I have the strength to go on all night.
To the top where I can enjoy the view, it makes it all seem right.