By Elizabeth Rogers...starryeyed4ever123@yahoo.com
Date: 2 June 1999

Still Holding On

For some strange reason
I am still holding on
My grasp is weakening
And I can feel my fingers slipping
I dont know how much longer I will last
I can feel it slopping from my grasp
Slowly but surely it's slipping away
It used to be that I didn't have to hold on
I was just hovering close to the edge.
But I was strong then
And I am strong now
And I will hold on untill you return
Even its means waiting an eternity.