HOLD MY HANDS

Hold my hands — not because I’m weak, But because even strong souls sometimes seek. Not because I can't stand on my own, But because life feels lighter when you're not alone. Hold my hands through the noise and the mess, Through the victories and through the stress. Not to lead me, not to guide, Just walk with me — side by side. Hold my hands when the night feels cold, When dreams are heavy and doubts are bold. When the world spins too fast to understand, I don't need much — just your hand. Hold my hands when words fall short, When all I have is a silent report. Grip me tightly, don't let go, Some battles are lighter when two hearts know. Hold my hands — not forever, just now, In this moment, while I figure out how. Tomorrow is wild, yesterday’s gone, But with your hands in mine — I can move on.