String

(10/18/05)
I keep it close, careful not to let go
But there are times I slip
And when I’m not looking
You grab hold

This string I have
Clutches to my soul
With the slightest touch
I come tumbling down
Then slack’s only growing
Unraveling till I’m gone

Lost in the memories
Smiling though an endless rain
Flooding emotions
You’re almost here

But then I’m tickled by the end of my string
Life’s kicking me
Pushing it back
Wrapping up my soul
I cling tight to the dangling end
Of the deepest part of me