Still holding on..

Where ever or how ever, I'm still holding on,

Content and at ease I have moved on.

But this moving on has a side,

Which is not so pleasant nor a good sight.

I'm happy and grateful for what I have,

But I actually moved on? now that is pretty sad.

I'm used to coming back to an empty abode,

But that does not mean, I don't feel it anymore.

I have a lovely life and I enjoy every moment,

But deep down inside, I'm still empty and vacant.

I know the tunnel will end and I'll see a new dawn,

But these roses I hold, have too many thorns.

Where ever or however, I'm still holding on,

Content and at ease, I have moved on...