Finding Balance in Uncertainty

Is this the high or is it the low 

Is this hello or is it goodbye 

Inside my heart there’s an emptiness 

I find myself wondering is this the high or is it the low 

Feeling like I’m out on a limb in the wind of a hurricane 

I wonder is this a new high or is it a new low 

I can’t tell as the tree shakes 

As my branch moves about, I’ve lost all sight of the ground in the wind of this hurricane 

I don’t know what’s going on with me 

I’m sure I’ve been this lost before, but I can’t really remember when 

I honestly can’t tell which way is up and which is down now 

I’m unsure which direction I was heading 

Is this a new high or a new low, or something in between 

Theres only three things I’m sure of at this moment 

One I am a warrior poet 

Two I will survive this just, like I have survived everything else life has thrown at me 

And finally, three this too shall pass it may pass like a kidney stone, but it will pass 

I may not be real sure about anything else but I’m certain of those three things 

And honestly that’s enough 

That gives me a foundation to work back out from 

I may have lost the mountain with which I used to reckon against  

But I will soldier on as I always have 

Because honestly its the only way I know how 

To press ever onward and upward 

I just might take a break for a little while I find out which way is up and which way is forward.