- Location:home
- Mood:
content - Music:the humming of my external
Hope
It had to hurt my body,
It had to leave scars on me,
It had to put , threw my heart a hole,
It had to affect my soul.
I had fear of the dark
When I'd lie in bed at night
I had fear of death,
That came while I was in bed
I had a fear to grow old
and loose my smile of gold ...
I was depressed and crying,
I had no one to confide in,
I couldn't keep it all inside,
and that is when good came into my life
I was frozen in the memories,
I was stuck with no one with me,
I wanted to break my wall and get guidance,
But I was standing in indifference.
Now a four letter word
Has brought me to grow older
It has made me to stand against the unknown
It has made me to stop feeling so alone.
That small word also made me believe,
That everything could eventually be at ease
That little word : is HOPE
Hope to be able to grow
Hope to believe in better days
Hope to believe in healing and living always.
Memories of the past,
Hashes of the bad,
Pleasures and the laugh,
and hope of a better and good life.
- Location:home
- Mood:
hopeful - Music:ICP- Cherry Pie
