Hold Me

Hold my hand until the sun peeks behind the mountain. My soul is crushing, and yes,

it pains. My eyes are clouded for a different picture I see, living my life as

if in glee. Hold my hands while the sun is at its peak, as I am searching

my way out of this bleak. Slithering callously as my way is scorching. Hold onto my faith

as the gale is blowing. Hold my hands while the sun is setting. Darkness fills my terrain.

My monsters are now lurking. Feel my chest that trembles to shiver. I feel my body shaking

to quiver. Hold my hands. It is pitch dark. All I can see is the star's spark.

I now conceal myself for someone I am not, an insightful way for myself to part.