Between Life And Longing

I cling to life with desperate hands,

though it cuts me deep,

no one understands.

I’m supposed to be free,

but this heavy heart is drowning me.

Nights stretch endlessly,

dreams feel fake,

hope is a whisper, it’s hard to take.

The weight of living,

a ceaseless pain,

the thought of leaving drives me insane.

They say youth is golden, a time to shine,

but all I feel is this uphill climb.

The world expects so much, so soon,

underneath the stars, I cried to the moon.

I’m not ready to die,

to fade away,

but living feels like a dept I pay.

Caught in between, in silent screams,

life’s harsh, but I hold onto my dreams.

A future whispers, soft and shy,

a reason to live, a reason to try.

Though it’s tough and my soul

feels scared,

I choose to live, I’ll try.