Tighten the grip on me!

Holding on for dear life

Seeing me letting go slowly

As though am in the brink of death

Hanging on a pit dark well

Trying to pull me through its tragedy,

Through its mishaps,

That perhaps it may confide in me.

Desperate thought I try,

I am being questioned by me

Betrayal was never in my book

Not until I was slowly succumbing to my personally designed mischieve.

That is influencing me to let go

And dive deep into its dim affliction

Part of me giving up already

As my hands are slowing slipping

Please don't give up on me

For I have paved a worthy way for us.

Ran