Holding Back

Sometimes I feel like I am holding my own leash
Restraining myself from the much needed release
It's really just a battle for control
Between me and myself, who will first let go?

I am however tired of holding on
Would be so much easier to let go of these bonds
There is good reason though, to stand behind the line
For the sake of my heart, I must wait for the right time


{My mind screams: No!
 What if it is time that we let go?
 I remind it: We walk before we run
 Let us not jump the gun}


While I hide behind my walls
I can't help but notice the bricks that fall
Perhaps its too early to say
Though I feel someone hacking away

Hey you,
Won't you stay?

© Rahul Chidambaran 2011