End Of The Rope.

You only have one life, and that's the only chance you get,
and there are so many things that are out of my reach that I haven't gotten to yet.

in life I've learned to take risks no matter what the consequence might be,
even if it's shedding my feelings to get the truth and in return it has to hurt me.

there are so many things I want to experience and endure but each day goes by so fast,
and every moment cherished with others will be in my memories forever to last.

I've struggled before, but now I am slipping off the end of my rope,
and I am using all of my strength and will and all of my hope.

through the experiences that I have been through I've learned a valuable thing,
that you haven't truly given up until you've stopped trying.

there are some moments where I can't help but feel defenseless because I can't do anything to make it right,
but I've learned to try and surpass the struggles and put up a fight.

if being true to myself also comes with some bruises from all of the harsh falls,
I am willing to try to work hard at building up stronger walls.

as I've gotten older, and my feelings have drastically changed,
I can't help but feel that everything I want is out of my range.

this time I am not going to let anything cross in my path or get in my way,
or try to bring me down and take all of my determination away.

as I am slipping to the end of my rope I close my eyes and see,
I am reaching out my hand and you're there to save me.