Holding Atropos

Maybe I haven't been all that honest
Maybe I wasted my time
A sudden kindness
At the last,
Find myself hanging on here
This is the end I had planned

Bring me love
Bring me this quiet breathing
Hand by hand
Counting the end of my rope
I still have hope

With these words,
My fight ends. I deserve no
More than I've made for myself
Glass stones in the well
This has been the only love I've ever known
Whispering a goodbye