Holding On

Perhaps you are meant to hold on
until you can’t feel you fingers
until you cannot tell two sets of hands apart
Perhaps you are meant to say you care
in every way there is to say it without words
Until you bruise and lose your grip
Perhaps you are meant to keep
that bite with gritted teeth
Until it teaches you how to
absolutely yet graciously,
Let go

© elena andrean

2 Comments

  1. This was really good.I could feel the struggle of holding on,Something all of us feel almost every day.I loved ow you transformed that into poetry! :)

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  2. Thank you Sabah! It is something that we all struggle with, glad you could relate to this :D

    Like

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