Obstinate

You know you’re going to fall eventually. You never look back over your shoulder to see how far from the ground you are.You just keep climbing higher. You have to have faith, right? You have to believe. You promised. You either trust, or you don’t. And hope that when you fall (of course you’ll fall) you’ll have a nice soft landing.
But that’s never how it is. The landing is always so hard. Shattering. And putting all the pieces back together takes more than glue and dreams. You know that fall is coming. So why do you keep climbing ? Why do you keep getting on that ladder when every rung, every step, leads you so much closer to disaster?