Have you ever held life in your hand
Wondering what do with it?
Do you softly set it somewhere to let it live
Or throw it away for good?
Do you know what it is like
To feel reality slip away
Like sand through your fingers?
Barely holding on to a few grains
Barely holding on to life
The feeling of no control
Nothing can be done or stopped
My grasp on life is lessening
My strength is waning
As my tears flow
I'm lost and losing
The sand of my life
Is running out
Right though my fingers
Out of my grasp