Fall Back

When I reach the end of a thin line,
if there is a moment when strength fades away,
there you await to hold tightly onto me,
comforting the fleeting sorrows of a broken soul.
Everything ages and fades through the passage of time,
we carry the crushing weight of todays dying light,
if there is somone I can put my bleeding head upon,
I know you will be there to lend a gentle whisper.
So if this road leads to a beautiful ending,
or a tragic end which scars my flesh in torrid pain,
you will forever be with me to fall back on,
grateful to have the immortal ghost of what we are.