Not Here…

Please don’t tell me that heaven holds when it cannot

Where it disappears at the very edge of my breath

And just a whisper of it shatters…

Leaving no one left to save me but myself from leaning over the edge

Where shall I go over my only answer

To raise my head and beaten heart bent from enough of the pain

Where will my answers lie if I dare not whisper under it

When it’s getting harder to breathe

Please don’t let me go Just yet

Because I’m hanging on…

Even if Heaven is not here


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