I go through life
With it swinging there
Hanging on a string,
One good blow and
It’s fraying from between.
When the wind whistles and it starts to sway,
I watch with fear-filled eyes
Because sometimes hope is all I have
Yet somehow, it remains.
No one responsible for it
Save I, alone
I almost wish that it would fall so I could breathe
Until I piece it back together or another takes its place.
This eternal vigil
Worth it for those few that float
Tethered to my heart
Pulling me towards destinations
Helping me find joy in the journey.