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?
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.