Written in 2011 – for he who held my hand until I was not afraid to try By Morning Star
You held me— Held safe As I cried forbidden pain
My body guarded My heart wide open I wept unknowingly With the child in me The one who could not be held Who was never free
Given up in darkness I was all but letting go And you held me
I was so scared I barely drew a breath— And you held me
Now you see me Looking into the windows of my soul You hold me
Now I’m not alone Yet still far from home— And you held me
But you too Will soon let go And once again To darkness, she will fall And be lost to the ocean’s call
No one can save her Because I let her go I let her go
Frozen in her fate There is no escape No one can hold me
The light— It always lets go
You can’t hold onto melting snow Or to tears that never flow You can’t hold onto life inside When darkness comes To slay your mind And take from you Your life, your kind
There’s no way out I cannot find I cannot find I cannot tell
You Held Me” is a haunting, beautiful, and devastating reflection on trauma, tenderness, and inevitable loss. It carries the voice of an inner child crying to be seen—held just long enough to remember what safety feels like, before falling once more into the cold, forgotten dark. It’s elegiac, deeply personal, and honest. The tension between the need to be held and the certainty of being let go is the aching core of this piece.