Holding on by a thread

There is a thread, a tiny line of light
It leads my mind back to you
In the dead of the night I follow
The feelings found never new
I hold loosely to the line here
Afraid to let go, scared to fall in
I contemplate this opportunity
I feel like I may never win
I sometimes let go,
I give some slack
Then I have to stop myself
From pulling you right back
This line, the thread held inside
Ties me to you, you to me
A dangerous noose around my heart
I only wish I could see
Understand your mind
Where you words will lead
What you want from me
The things in life you need
My heart is on my sleeve
My mind is tied to yours
You happiness is mine
With you love my heart soars
Do I let go, with hope in my heart
I don't think I know
There is no path to lead
No real way to go
For now I hold softly
A single thread in my grasp
My dreams so close
Yet just out of my grasp

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I have always fought for everything, for anything I believe is right. It is hard to let go, especially when hanging on by a thread but at least if I don't hold so hard I wont fall when it is gone. I can want something more than life itself but you don't catch fish by yanking at the line, it's slow and steady, timing and thought and sometimes the one you were prepared to celebrate gets away. For now I am just holding the line and watching the waves pass by (HA! betcha never though I would use a fishing analogy!)

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