Tuesday, September 18, 2012

threads.

our lives hang by threads
threads of all kinds
and they snap.
some of us fall
into the abyss
never to return
never to be seen
or heard
again
our lifeless bodies
sometimes viewed
shortly,
then gone.
some threads are like
miracles...
how they hold us up
for so long
is unbelievable
but eventually...
we drop down to lower levels
then resume climbing our way
back up another.
trying to hang on
it's hard
we all know
when we want to
smile
and laugh
but we cannot
because our knuckles
are white
from gripping
so tightly
cannot smile
through some pain
so what do we do?
where do we go?
is this what we live for?
why?
is it hope?
love?
a dream of happiness
that we can never be sure of?
how can we even think about
what we want
sometimes?
what we need?
when it's so hard
to even move?
ups and downs
all the while
hanging
grasping to hold on
for our very lives
to a single thread.

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