Holding It Together

The house feels quiet, but my mind’s too loud,

Tears hide behind the hum of sound.

I smile so they don’t see me break,

Keep the light on for their sake.

They don’t need to see the storm in me,

I’m their calm, even when I can’t breathe.

But when they sleep, the silence knows,

How heavy this love and letting go.

I’m holding it together, thread by thread,

Whispering hope when my heart feels dead.

Wiping their tears while I hide my own,

Building a home from what’s been torn.

I’m holding it together — for them, for me,

Someday I’ll feel okay…

Just wait and see.

Coffee cold, another day begins,

I paint on strength, wear it like skin.

They laugh — and for a while I forget,

That I’m still learning how to heal what’s left.

The pain will fade, I know it will,

Even if it lingers still.

Their love’s the light that gets me through,

The reason I keep doing what I do.

I’m holding it together, thread by thread,

Whispering hope when my heart feels dead.

Wiping their tears while I hide my own,

Building a home from what’s been torn.

I’m holding it together — for them, for me,

Someday I’ll feel okay…

Just wait and see.

I tuck them in, turn out the light,

Whisper “I love you” into the night.

They’ll never know how much they save,

Each time they call my name.

I’m holding it together…

and that’s brave.