The river is too deep,
and the currents
too strong.
I hold on to the stone
by the bank,
my fingertips in pain,
pressing against the stone,
trying to pull myself closer,
trying to cling on, and hug it,
and save myself.
But the pain
forbids me,
and that’s when I know
I need to let go,
even though I wanted to stay.
And unwillingly, finger by finger,
I let go.