Für DarkCookie2202

holding each other
hands getting sweaty
dangling
over the edge of a cliff

pressured to smother
destined as petty
asking, always asking
what if?

if I let go
you'll fall as well
straight into heaven
or into hell

if I hold on
you'll hold on too
we're getting by
we're going through

hope in the tears
in the eyes of the other
chance of survival
by grasping at hands
hands that belong
to the people who bother
belonging to you -
the greatest of friends

you won't let go of me
and I'll hold on to you
someday we're breaking free
I'm alive, you are too

but
still the cliff remains
we must be strong
tiredness in our veins -
we'll prove them wrong

Jule 2020