Cold again. Shivering. Frightened.
undeniably full of pure hatred
lying broken on the floor
Struggling to regain life;
an intangible element for some,
a mesmerizing phenomenon for others,
a sickeningly horrible tragedy for many,
a fairyland of wonder for few,
Yet for me, there is none,
used up; gone now in existence,
though maybe it never even was…
however Hope sticks fast with me
whether wanted or not Hope never leaves
i long only to hate its presence
but still…Hope has become a friend
an everlasting partner in this heinous world
a gift of God bestowed upon man
a sweet guide to his heavenly kingdom
a path of truth hidden by pain
in turn hope’s guide is that glorious love
ever present and never failing; unlike any other
evading even time with this potent, holy emotion
invading the most imprisoned hearts with unbelievable ease
bringing forth in-depth feelings many never knew
opening doors to the long closed off light
prying apart shut eyes to new life
a natural morphine; dulling down any evil deeds
like a shining north star Faith leads this miracle
standing tall as a flawless deterrent to all sorrow
depression holds no candle to the strength of Faith
bright as a new morning Faith can only heal
drawing back curtains of hate long set in stone
forever casting luminescence unto everything it shall ever touch
it’s warm glow sparks imagination of a new kind
lighting pathways through the shadows of this wretched dimension
ever-bringing man to his knees at God’s will
merciful heaven shines down on me with God’s affectionate grace
though plague with grief i know God has a plan
He’ll soon take away my anguish and misery once again
with angelic open arms God holds me comfortable and quiet
Shielding me with Himself in the roughest of my trials
here i am safe, with Him i shall be okay
i wait now beneath His protection for some sweet relief
for any simple demise to this bottomless pit of catastrophe
He will one day destroy It’s causer for me
God will deliver… will mend… move me forward from this strife.
