Holding On
There's only a strand of rope left
But I'm still holding on to that cliff
It looks like its going to crack and fall
I keep holding on
I don't look down
I can't look down
Hope,
Makes me cling for that rope
It takes all my strength and will to climb up
Just so I can see that mountain top
But as soon as I'm there
I hear something tear
And I'm sent tumbling into the air
My feet touch rock and I'm stuck holding the rope again
I keep climbing to reach the end
I want to let go
To be free of the pain that flows
All the pressure and weight feel like a ton
But I know if I want to reach the top
I got to keep holding on
Copyright © Caleah Buil | Year Posted 2013
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