Letting Go

The thread I've been holding on to has become worn

With age and force, it has become torn

Gripping it was burning my skin down to the bone

And I felt myself slip, inch by inch into the unknown

They appeared in front of me,

The ones who sang me into a melody

He whose words have haunted my mind

She whose love to I was blind

More and more glowed back to life

Clawing at the thread I held on to like knives

He that helped me survive the long nights

She that I fell in love with at first sight

One voice. Two. Three. And a hundred more

Forcing me to relive the life I led before

The lies I told and the pain I caused

Were the drug on which I had overdosed

They taught me a truth I should've learned long ago

To make it all hurt less, I have to let go

My fingers twitched as they lost their hold

I fell into the darkness that seemed so cold

The ghosts of the past all went out

One by one, until I had not a single doubt

Darkness turned into the color of spring

Then it all disappeared, and cold the darkness did bring