Jul 29 2012
Hold On
I swore I’d never let you go
And then what did I do?
The second that you turned on me
My hands slipped free of you
I’m sorry for my lack of faith
The fact is: I’m afraid.
I fear I won’t be good enough
And for that, I have paid
Dear friend, my hope, could you forgive
This broken soul of sin?
Your name’s forever in my heart
And carved in on my skin
I swore I’d never let you go
But you must hold on, too
My grip is frail and weakened still
It’s too hard without you.
This post was submitted by pixie.