Monday, September 22, 2014

Hanging out...

To Hold or Hang From

Looking for a rope
  to hold or hang from
Searching for a hope
  to hold or hang from

Learned so long ago
How to be let down
Too much descending
Constant falling down

Standing still but falling
Ascend or drift away
Sinking feelings calling
Whatever they convey

Looking for a rope
  to hold or hang from
Searching for a hope
  to hold or hang from

Nevermind the ground
for it forgets us all
The heights that can astound
are the furthest from which to fall

Gaze upon the lines that dangle
Life lines extended
or traps to mangle
A past uplifted, or future ended

Looking for a rope
  to hold or hang from
Searching for a hope
  to hold or hang from

Without our own wings
The only way up, is to climb
Grasping to these things
Holding on with all our time
Lose our grip, and all that's left
Clinching tightly to each breath

Looking for a rope
  to hold or hang from
Searching for a hope
  to hold or hang from

Careful what you wish
Beware of what you hold
The end of many fish
Is lined the way it's told

All that extends beyond one's reach
Is a gambler's lesson yet to teach
All we hold or fall upon
Teaching us to just hold on

Looking for a rope
  to hold or hang from
Searching for a hope
  to hold or hang from

Hold on
Hang on
However long
(you can)

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