Get A Grip

The knife turns

Ripping into my life

Trying to detach my soul

Grasping at it I cry

You can't take that from me

I spent my life strengthening

Solidifying and purifying it

Not to have it ripped away

This life is all we have

We need to be true to ourselves

And keep a tight grip on our piece

That piece of inner peace we cling to

Precious to few but ourselves

We need keep faith

In the serenity of oneness

One body one soul

They'll never take from me

That which is mine and mine alone

It is here in me and there shall stay

Until the day I free it

Let it soar to the heavens

And look down upon this world

See the saddened souls weep

Their owners too weak of mind

Weak of body to keep hold

When mind body and soul are one

Then you shall find your peace

Let your soul free to roam

And give meaning to your time spent

Though short on this world.