As I dangle in the darkness
The last strand of my rope
Slowly tears away with
The last strand of my hope.
Trying to hold on
When the fight is gone
Letting go seems so much easier.
I struggle to pull up yet once again.
My arms grow weary from all the strain
My fingers weaken from the pain.
Letting go would be so much easier.
Accepting what isn't true
Just to get it over with
Is what we were programmed to do.
They said it can only be one way.
Besides, letting go seems so much easier.
And just when I feel my hands
Begin to slide I cry out, my Jesus!!!
And in that what I thought
Would be my final prayer
My flame of hope is rekindled
With his loving care.
He has renewed my strength.
And with each upward pull on the rope
I thanked Him and praised Him
With all that I had.
Giving up is not an option
When the Lord is on your side
You do have a choice
Don't let silence become your voice.
Even when letting go seems so much easier.
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