im holding on
my iced hand slipping from your soft loving touch
flakes of my cracked skin fall to the ground
like the crystal tears from my eyes
i look into your caring gaze
reading the tangle of our souls
each of us silently pleading
for the other to speak the truth first
we need to let go
yet we clutch harder
hoping the message travels through our grip
im holding on
it feels like a crumbling cliff edge
not life or death
but close enough to sting like it
your hand keeps feeding me strength
even as i see the strain it costs you
i feel your aching heartbeat
so i lift your mask
and find a crystal tear beneath
we need to let go
but i keep going
im holding on
even as i know release is right
my heart tells my hand to cling harder
though it deepens the fall
sharpens the pain
and makes the landing crueler
still i dont stop
i cant stop
so i brace for the fall
and until it feels safe
until it feels right
im holding on
but if i must
i will let go