Strength
Strength
I made a promise to myself,
When this was at a start.
That I wouldn’t stick around,
For the knife through the heart.
But I must have lied,
For here I still am.
Fighting this fight,
I can’t possibly hope to win.
Why is letting go,
Such a hard thing to do.
When you know in your heart,
That something is through.
Why do I hold on?
When I’m screaming inside.
When every emotion,
Is on a rollercoaster ride.
I can’t change the future,
While I’m living in the past.
With the pace that I’m on,
Not sure I can last.
But yet I sit here,
Writing down my pain.
Hoping for the words,
In which strength to gain.
* Written for a friend who is going through a difficult time.
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