Hold on to
The strings of my heart
Tugging them as we rush
Through the mysteries of life,
And death.
Engulfing us, as we learn,
Growing, with each breath.

We no longer remain
Two bodies, in which dwell two minds.
Just two conflicting parts
Of the same soul,
Which a spark, binds.

Don’t hold on to
The strings to my heart
Making them stronger
Each passing day
And night.
Binding us down,
Restricting a possible flight.

Where departure will shatter
Each of our minds into a million shards.
Dont try to break into
The depths of my being
Which a mask, guards.