Holding tight

Slippery slopes

Living on edges

Wondering if the days and nights get better from here

The sun and moon will shine more light into my eyes

Believing that every ounce of love is worth living for

You wake up every day

Again, on that journey of navigating yourself

Of refuelling your purpose, desires, dreams and goals

Days go by, and you hold onto yourself

Maybe certain things, humans too

But are humans meant to be held?

No, right, no matter how much we wish to hold onto people and memories

Drifting away and sliding into the corners of what you were once is inevitable

Life pasts

You are still there

Wishing to hold onto something!