Just Down a Couple Flights

I' m falling out of Heaven,

Just down a couple flights

I don't remember this ever happening before.

Inside of me I want to keep falling,

part of me that is.

The other side doesn't want it all that bad.

I'd like to clutch my Bible and say to it,

Motivate Me, Read me your stories

but I can't right now

because I am falling out of Heaven.

I wrote this poem when I was a junior in high school and trying to find my way. Sometimes I find myself still trying to find my way. Don't we all?