Corroded Time [POETRY/PROSE]

I'll Hold On

What you made occur in me,
It was more than magic,

Realisation of this,
Gives me more than panic.

So reminded I am of you,
As I listen to that lyric,

Would travel for you,
As far as the Pacific

How, the end of this,
May be, oh, it seems so tragic,

Of their repetitive calls,
To give up on you, I'm sick.

Such feelings for someone else,
Only I can't mimic,

To carry it all together,
It's been so hectic.

Laugh I do, at myself,
Hit me by a brick,

Held on to it for so long,
Even though, very thin is the stick.

Still it is worth holdin' on,
Wouldn't will it be gone by a hat trick,

You are the only one,
In my heart, there is no traffic.