Slip, Trip and Fall

The view from down here

Is not a pretty site

And just when I think

I can’t fall any further

I slip on my depression

And trip over my anxieties

I pray I soon reach the bottom

So I can focus on the way

To climb back to the top

But right now I can’t

Let go of my painful past

Or stop fearing what comes next

So I fall another feet or two

Losing a little more of who it am

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – top