A different kind of high..no falling...no crash

When it's good, then it's good, it's so good, 'till it goes bad
Till you're trying to find the you that you once had
I have heard myself cry
Never again
Broken down in agony
And just trying to find a friend

I'm safe
Up high
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party's over?
No pain
Inside
You're like perfection
But how do I feel this good sober?*

--

* Sober by P!nk 

** An addiction to an emotional high obtained through maladaptive behaviors can be very difficult to break. Fortunately, those behaviors can be modified while obtaining the same high...without the crash of guilt.  It's not easy, but better than the crying and agony. 

FREE! To laugh. To LOVE. To be unabashedly me.

Beautiful to me (beautiful to see)

Beautiful to see (you're finally free)

You're finally free (free, yeah)

And everything's better free

Don't let go, don't you know

You'll be alright, ease your mind, elevated

Don't look down, don't you frown

You'll be just fine, free your mind, elevated

See ya, freedom isn't given

It just is as you are, so be it, yeah

See ya, happiness is a state of mind

It shouldn't be affected by anything external, see

Breathe.... breathe

Peace, love...

Let yourself breathe

You're alright*

--

* Elevated by Earth, Wind & Fire, Feat. Floetry

A gift of self-discovery

Someone Else?
by Queensrÿche

When I fell from grace
I never realized
How deep the flood was around me
A man whose life was toil
Like a kettle left to boil
And the water left these scars on me

I know now who I am
If only for awhile
I recognize the changes
I feel like I did
Before the magic wore thin
And the baptism of stains began

They used to say I was nowhere man
Heading down was my destiny
But yesterday I swear that was someone else not me

Here I stand at the crossroad's edge
Afraid to reach out for eternity
One step when I look down
I see someone else, not me

I keep looking back,
Looking back and I see someone else

Sacrifice, the always say...
is a sign of nobility
But where does one draw the line
in the face of injury?
I'm just trying to understand

Standing here at the crossroad's edge
Looking down at what I used to be
A drowning man, trying to stay afloat
Heavy with the past, but somehow keeping hope
That there's something more that is seen
But it's somewhere out of reach

So I keep looking back
Looking back and I see someone else

All my life they said I was going down
But I'm still standing stronger proud
And today I know, there's so much more I can be
I think I finally understand

From where I stand at the crossroad's edge
There's a path leading out to sea
And from somewhere deep in my mind
Sirens sing out loud, songs of doubt, as only they know how
But one glance back reminds and I see
Someone Else, not me.

I keep looking back at Someone Else... me?