releasing my cold hands
from a frail, old rope
just to understand
that now there is hope

i thought holding on
would make you stay
yet you are gone
and here, i'm still, today


sitting here alone
on a cold empty evening
hands cold as stone
just silently wondering


where i would be now
if i had not waited
not waited around
for something unfated


then i'm sitting here
and wasting more time
still not seeing clear
still lost within my mind

false hope is so cruel

it lets us live a dream

one that will never come true

no matter how real it seems

don't tell me white lies

that my wish will come true

i rather stay in denial

than end as the unwanted

just let my life run it's course

at its own damn pace

there'll be mistakes and flaws

but they are for me to face

you can or can't foresee

you may or may not be able to speak

what lies ahead for him and me

what it is we are to seek