Holding On

It enters my mind at the drop of the dime
Silencing my movements, my words
Taking me back earlier in life

It’s a pulse I try to push away
The sincere thought that as made it’s way back to the top
[Stop, stop, stop, listen]

All these colors have let themselves fade grey
Hinting that this all could end
That the solid ground you stand on is foiled
[Watch, watch, watch, quiet]

This bitter anger has again come forth
And I battle with staying a hold of everything I care for
Holding on just a little bit longer