The wood for the trees........

Ok, I’m not one to mourn and wallow in self pity
But this time PLEASE pity me
LOL!

Attention seeker?............. NAH!

I just don’t like the way I sometimes end up NOT on top of my mountain of joy BUT deep in the woods wondering if I’m gonna see my beautiful mountain again.
I’m usually on the top of things, like now
Not yesterday and the day before
I broke down
I thought I’d reached my breaking point
Now I know I’d just gone on that walk in the woods

What’s not pleasing right now is that I can see a cloud fast approaching my mountain
Yeah, it may pass
But my mountain doesn’t need the shade
It’s always bright and sunny
I’m praying the winds of change will redirect that cloud
Better still, my fire will vapour it out

I seem not be getting to the crux of the matter?
The crux is that I’m now OK
I’ve got to avoid going down my mountain into the woods
Who knows? I may lose myself down there and become one of THEM!
The lost, the depressed ones, the ones with no hope

NO, NO, NO!!!!!!!!

I’m not saying there’s something wrong with them
There’s just something wrong about them
Their environ isn’t one you can smile in
I’m used to fishing them outta that wood
Now if I’m down there with them
WHO will fish them out? What about me?

I can climb up my mountain and stay there
They still need to know that such a mountain exists for them

You got that right
I’m a fisher of Man.

It might sound a bit twisted but believe me
All fishers face that challenge and some have become lost in the woods.