the mountain...page two
You let go
  Not realizing that in letting me fall
     You lost the one chance of saving yourself
And who was the more surprised to be falling?
There you were hanging, slipping further and further
  down, shocked and stunned to find that suddenly
    you had lost a part of yourself
      and had not the strength to climb back up
While on the other side I hung, fueled by the
   burning pain and asking why, pulling myself up
     little by little
      I was the stronger of we two
    who could have known?
And finally, after years of climbing out of my misery
  I stood again atop the mountain of life
   Stood strong and tall, on my own,
      though still wounded and aching
         from the fall
And looking down I saw you there
  still hanging
    slowly slipping
And I offered you my hand
   A chance to be pulled up
        To use my strength
           And see once again the beauty in the world
You reached slowly
   unsure
I pulled but you resisted
  I offered but you refused
Why?

Because you know me
  I am trouble
    I am danger
        I am the one thing that you fear
You fear me in so many ways
  If you let yourself be pulled back up
    You have to face that
         I am stronger than you
Your pride just won't allow that
  If you let yourself be pulled back up
    You wonder always if I will betray you
       Push you back down
Your untrustworthiness will not let you trust me
  If you let yourself be pulled back up
    You worry that you will knock me off again
      Have to stand and watch me fall
        See me hurt again by you
           And be left alone on top of the world
                    Lost
And is it your love for me or for yourself
        that keeps you from it?

And here I stand
  On top of the mountain
    Beautiful and strong
      And you hang on the cliff
         Too afraid of me
             to move

Heather Dawn Morrison
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