It's easy to let go and not hold on.
But I'm a survivor so I won't let go.
The pain that creeps into my life,
That shatters my light.
The sun and moon will collide, the light in my eyes, all
Drained out.
Keep going, keep thriving,
don't let life burden you.
Walking, jogging and running
All to hold on to life.
Now you are worthy, to reach for the sky.
So, much more to come,
deep as the ocean and sun.
From east to west a hundred times,
I stayed, as I
Looked at the rope I made from thread,
I'm no longer on the edge.
YOU ARE READING
A Gift To You
PoetryDifferent poems for different situations. I tried to make them as realistic and raw so they may contain real events.
