I started at the bottom Squirming and writhing with the serpents Stepping up into a forest full of vines I thought I had overcome the exhaustion But then a vine tipped me upside down by the ankle And I was suspended in mid air and for a time I was thankful But the burden of weight was too great Down and down I fell Straight into a wishing well I threw a coin to set me free But in the end it drowned me Into a land of crocodiles Walking through eggshells Reflections are reversed Sitting watching the rear Ahead is the shadow of fear To the side is another step Is it solid ground or another slice of fiction A fairytale of suspense that keeps you tense Until the end when you get the glory But not before an experience that was gory Pick up the sand that is below your feet As it runs through the hand Ground becomes sky And no one can wipe the tear from your eye Below are the stars and surrounding the clouds You cannot see the waves of the sea Or hear the sounds as it batters you back to the past The one that you hoped just would not last Its eroded onto your soul like an old barnicle You have become incased into a shell of being cynical, untrusting and wary Sometimes that makes you quite scar red Because of the thoughts that run through your head