to the face

got two blank books going at once
again not that I can keep up
fast pace writing that I used to do
willing to try to find a better way
to bring it home maybe someday
it will be easier for now a struggle
to connect two ends untied on
the floor comes rushing to the face
do not want to end up there again
all is never lost all is just really confusing
at times I am on top of my world
others I am so far below
don't know how to move a piece
for fear of getting taken
for a ride down not up the hill
to fall up the hill to stay and find
a balance no matter where I stand...