The Last Grip


On this cliff,
A decision made...
To hold or to go?

To hold...
Strength, are you there?
Faith, will you stay?

To go...
Courage, will you ease my soul?
Regret, vow that you won't visit?

To hold... To go...

To hold,
'til what period?
To what extend?

To go,
With what confidence?
For which conscience?

"Hold!" "Go!"

Which is right?
Whom is best?
What to do?

A choice chosen,
Another decided decision,
Action taken again...

There is no rewinding,
Never another chance,
Once and for all...

The Last Grip - for once, for all, for eternity...

This Is My Biography...

Hi my name is....
I can't remember...

All that flashes in my mind are words here...
Every page of this mentioned cry, tears, pain, yet amazingly love...
So much, as if shamelessly... it repeats...

But... I couldn't recall...
As I turn more and more...
The words seem to fill the pages,

But as it gets more and more,
The pages was blackened in them...
The next and the rest are left blank...

The last of this page is left like the previous...
Of words but...
Awkwardly with a few drip of red ink...

That is me... my biography...