I CLIMB

One step at a time I climb.
30 feet above now, I have climbed. 
Searching for an answer I climb,
looking for peace I climb,
and the higher I go I feel this peace.
I have heard that climbing this latter would be hard
but at first I did not care....
I did not have a yearning to do anything else except climb.
will that ever change?
40 feet now
breathing this new air feels good in my lungs!
Finding more and more answers 
I climb even higher.
My muscles weaken
but no worries my strength is fixed with each step I take.
50 feet now
something catches my eye down below 
it interests me
I keep watch not realizing that I’ve gone a few steps down.
I snap back into reality and start climbing again
55 feet now 
once again I look
but longer this time
I see things that I have been told to stay clear of
that it will kill me in the end
but it looks harmless...
I slip
now falling ... cant stop
will I die?
Will I ever start the climb again or forget it all together?
I see the ground so close beneath me....
what happened? 
am I alive or am I a dead man
 walking to my grave?