I'm sleeping or waking up??.
Whatever it is,I think it's enough.
Reaching across,
The courage to fight.
Is it worth the risk?
That's left to decide .

I'm calm or I'm numb?
I'm empty or ready to burst?
Is this peace that I'm coming from?
Or is it the eye of the storm?

This feeling that surrounds.
My feet above the ground.
I'm walking against the wind,
Every layer coming unwind.

Standing here alone,
Deciding where to go.
Wishing for someone,
To hold hands and to let go.