Swimming in the breeze, I am set free.
In and out I breathe, as I wait for the pain.
I close my eyes to brace it, but it cannot be contained.
I am finally able to see
what holding on has done to me
it has been eating me alive,
and feeding my life with false pride.
I am hesitating,
but that is better than bleeding.
I am grieving,
but that is better than believing.
It has come down to this...
the slow release of control,
no longer will it swallow my soul,
but it's the looking back I will miss.
I can finally let you go.
after all this time.
after holding on so tight,
after giving up the fight.
I have finally let you go
as you drift away from me,
But somehow I will always be,
lost in the current of your sea.
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