Hope And Desperation

 Is the challenge set before me now

And I must say that I don't know how

I will go on living day by day

When all I want is to die

But somehow, I find the strength inside

To keep going even though I'm scared

And even though it feels like torture

I know that there must be something more

Something worth living for out there somewhere

And so I'll keep on fighting

Even though I don't know what for

Just hoping that someday, somehow

I'll find a reason to live once more

The challenge set before me now

Is one that I'm not sure I can overcome

But I'll keep fighting anyway

Because there must be something worth living for

Somewhere out there in the world

No matter how dark and cold it may seem

I'll keep searching for that light

And when if find it

what will I do with it?

I'll keep fighting for what I believe in

And never give up hope

Even when the odds seem insurmountable

I know that anything is possible

If I just don't give up

So I'll keep searching for that light

And when I find it, I'll use it to guide me through the darkness

The darkness may seem overwhelming at times

But I'll never give up hope

 because I believe that the light is out there waiting for me

a leaf it falls down

tumbles and swirls in the wind

and never found light

it falls to the ground

Its green color will fade away

It then turns to dirt

Bit of water 

Mixed with a bit of dirt 

Turns muddy quickly

Seeds in the mud they

sprout and grow quickly upwards

to reach the sunlight

This tiny sprout will now

Never sees the light of day

Nurtured in the dark

why?

I am not meant 

to see the light, then why, 

do I yearn for it?

"O, for a horse! That I might fly from this place, from this desperate hope and these empty dreams. I would leave all behind if only I could find a way out of this dark and dreary night. Alas, 'tis but a wishful thought - for there is no escape from my despair.

"Despair, despair, O wretched world! How canst thou hope to find thy way When all around is dark and drear? Thy steps are faltering, thy path is lost; And yet within this heart of mine There still burns a tiny spark. It flickers now and then with mirth, But soon 'tis quenched by cares anew; And so I go from day to day, From hope to despair and back again.

Despair, despair, O cruel fate! Heavens seem to conspire against us. And hope is lost in this dark night. Our ship was wrecked upon the rocks All hands were lost but me alone. I floated here on wreckage bound For days and nights without respite. Thirst and hunger almost conquered me When at last a fishing boat came by. Despair, despair, O cruel fate!

 

Despair, despair, O hopelessness and fear!

What is this life if full of care

We have no time to stand and stare.

 

Death, thou art fair.

Thou comest to us all, and art not partial to any.

We love thee for thy impartiality, and hate thee for the same.

Why must thou be so fair? Why canst thou not be more unjust?

Is it not enough that life is full of pain and strife?

Must thou also take our loved ones from us in death's cold embrace?

Still, we cannot help but see the fairness in thy ways.

For death comes to rich and poor alike, to young and old.

And though we may weep and wail at thy coming, deep down, we know that death is just.