Holding on

By , Cadillac, MI
Your voice was like a repeating record
as it went round and round in my head.
Hearing those words over and over again,
untill it finally started to sink in.
They finally started to lose thier meaning after I realized,
what you were trying to say.
I didn't want to believe it,
but I knew it was true.
I knew sooner or later
I would have to let go.
Honestly I didn't want too.
Holding on was all I could do to stay sane,
but deep inside I knew the truth.
I was holding onto something that was untrue,
Something that would never come back.
I wanted it back so bad.
So bad that the pain was killing me,
and that was when I jumped.





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Zero_Kiryu This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 9, 2009 at 12:14 am
So sad. . . ZERO
 
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