I'm swinging up and down, Not knowing what is coming along, As I go up, I see the most beautiful sight, And when I'm down I watch the lava flowing inside. At one point I have the heaven, An angel standing beside me, Telling the truth, separating the right from the wrong, Guiding the way, showing the perfect path for my journey. Then, suddenly I'm in hell, Fighting with my demons, Burning myself in the fire, Where temptations are crawling around me, And every inch of my body and mind is tired of struggling with the strongest evil that I have ever known.
I'm swinging up and down, Not knowing where I belong, The harder I push myself to be in a place where I can hear melodious song, To make peace with my past, Longing for the serendipity that other people have known, The deeper I plunge into an ocean of darkness, Into the void where I was left alone, Trying to get a grasp on my life, for one breath. I'm swinging up and down, Not knowing if I should carry on. -JMJ