Holding On

Desperately holding on
to something
in the last hour
you don't know
it let you go
it already had a hold
of you
before you knew
way before you could cower .
You've slipped away
on the appointed day
nobody escapes
the stairwell tower.
Life
the compulsory addiction
post existence
the impossible prediction .
Running away
from the spiritual crew
you dont know
that before you were born
it already had you .
We are reaching for a life
with no pain
maybe we can
on another plain.