What is the meaning of Life?

Holding on and letting go

I was the type of person,
That held onto things too tight,
Unable to release my grip,
When it no longer felt right,
And although it gave me blisters,
And my fingers would will ache,
I always thought that holding on,
Was worth the pain it takes,
I used to think in losing things,
I'd lost part of me too,
That slowly I'd become a person,
My heart no longer knew,
But one day something happened,
I dropped what I had once held dear,
But my soul became much lighter,
Instead of filled with fear,
And it taught my heart that some thing,
Aren't meant to last for long,
They arrive to teach you lessons,
And then continue on,
You don't have to cling to people,
Who no longer make you smile,
Or do something you've come to hate,
If it isn't worth your while,
That sometimes the things you're fighting for,
Isn't worth the cost,
And not everything you ever lose,
Is bound to be a lose.

-e.h