Grateful

Climbing to the peak of my serenity, before the height got the best of me.
  
Feeling a push towards the slide beneath, my body’s tense, I clench my teeth.  
But the view up here was so lovely to see, sensing that I should just let it be.  
That task is hard for me to achieve, although being controlled is my pet peeve.  
   
I’m shoved but holding the handrail tight. Releasing may surely lead to my plight?  
   
A slave to my mind, I feel crazy indeed. My blue skies become too hazy to lead.  
Panicking, I'm pleading for this to stop. My worst fears is being broken from a drop.  
   
Just relax.... Let it be… Let go and just feel free!  
   
Enjoy the slide as it comes, dance to your thoughts as though they’re drums.  
Without this death you cannot live, this storm, has much to give.