One day I will die, and my body will be eaten by worms.
And I hope I have a hand to hold on to that day.
When it finally all makes sense (even though it does now)
When I’m truly happy and at peace.
That will be the day they’ll come for me.
The three men, on their three horses.
That will be my punishment for today, and yesterday, and tomorrow.
Or maybe it will be my hair, and my skin.
Which will be more than a little rumpled with wear.
From the constant fight in the battlefield of the universe, and love.
Which are one and the same, you know.
And I will have made it, and so will have you.
But you will still have your looks, as you always do.
And I, I will be old, and morbid, but contented, finally somewhat contented.
I just hope I have a hand to hold on to that day.
Leno, 3 months ago
UNBEARABLY TRUE
EYES FILLED WITH TEARS
THOUGHTS ARE OF YOU
Ange, 3 months ago
this is so sad…
i hope i have a hand to hold too. x
~ Ari ~, 3 months ago
oh precious !
xx
natapee, 3 months ago
oh so sad! We all will hopefully have hands to hold on too.
ENaLu, 3 months ago
okay so you knocked me off me hideout from my feelings perch
underneath all my BLAH I feel this loneliness this ache that time is
gone for me that the hand I want to hold is already cold…..your words
are very real for me….thank u
juice, 3 months ago
thank you for sharing your gorgously effective and true words…yes hands to hold on to..very human…feeling I can definitely relate to…my greatest fear of dying alone..but you know this fear can go jump…because fear is not real..it is only a figment of our imagination….
Rella, 3 months ago
Wow, you reached in and found something really special. Very moving xx