Scraped and Stinged

I was in a bit of a slump.

Where you have to climb

Up and up

But every time it feels

Like you have reached sucess

You go and fall back down.

I tumbled and fell.

I scraped and stinged.

I held tight and yelped.

I shut my eyes

Hoping it would soon be over.

I finally

Climbed over.

All bruised

Yet merrier than ever.

Tears weld up.

I tried to blink them away.

Tears of joy.

And overwhelement.

But I keep saying

It's finally over

But is it?

Over?

This was dedicated to a very special friend of mine, who helped me climb that slump. All I ask of her is not to give up on me. And I promise I won't give up on her. I love you.