A Poem for a Few...
Just Let Go
What do you hold onto when you're past the end of the rope?
Is it the air, is it pride, is it denial, is it hope?
Why not just let go of the pointless and enjoy the ride down
It might feel as if you'll die, but if you can swim you won't drown.
A change of scenery may be unpleasant, but how do you feel right now?
Your pool of tears, this absence of happiness, has created a path out.
So just take it, this blessing that's disguised as sudden death.
When you hit bottom, there will be a splash, just be sure to hold your breath.
You'll float back to the top, there's no doubt, it's sure science.
You can check back in with yourself when you climb out, and create a fresh alliance.
One where the team is all on your side with no doubt you'll be okay.
And when the team is all on your side, there's no fear to shout, "Let's Play!"
Let go of what you're holding on to, it's time to seize the day.
What do you hold onto when you're past the end of the rope?
Is it the air, is it pride, is it denial, is it hope?
Why not just let go of the pointless and enjoy the ride down
It might feel as if you'll die, but if you can swim you won't drown.
A change of scenery may be unpleasant, but how do you feel right now?
Your pool of tears, this absence of happiness, has created a path out.
So just take it, this blessing that's disguised as sudden death.
When you hit bottom, there will be a splash, just be sure to hold your breath.
You'll float back to the top, there's no doubt, it's sure science.
You can check back in with yourself when you climb out, and create a fresh alliance.
One where the team is all on your side with no doubt you'll be okay.
And when the team is all on your side, there's no fear to shout, "Let's Play!"
Let go of what you're holding on to, it's time to seize the day.