Up

Once I was up and looking round',I thought, no way no how, could I ever get down. Such solid footing and the grip was just right, I think a levels been gained with no troubles in sight. As I let go and stepped quite softly and slow. Not trusting my vision this must be a joke. Just a bit shaky, can't believe my luck. I thought I'd been cursed, I thought I was stuck. I see a new beginning and my heart quickens pace, trying to catch up to my feet as if it's a race. And the faster I go and farther yet still, I let go of caution and and I summon my will. Is it speed that is wanted or the distance I leave, as I search for the future that's been hidden from me. And I see as I slow that the things I hold dear, the things that I cherish are no longer near. For what was I searching? And why so fast? When now all I want is somewhere in the past. I wish I had slowed down, much sooner than I did. And not put such distance between family and friends. My footing still solid. My grip is just right. To have not started running.. I'd now give my life