• we are falling
    falling by the hand of despair
    letting our fears controle us
    but we must have a hope
    something that we can make us happy to think about
    something that we can say "it isn't real YET"
    hope is a horisen one must keep a wethered eye upon
    something you must always chase
    something i will always chase
    something to believe in when there is nothing else
    a light in an otherwise darkened world of sarrow and grief
    I will become the light
    we must each become the light
    so that we may light the way for the unfortunate
    those whos hearts have been dimmed
    and maby some day the world will be bright again
    and people could be happy everywhere
    this is what I believe in
    this is what keeps me alive
    this is what prevents the darkness from consuming me
    this is my hope


    What's yours?