Hope

The darkness, the cold,

The loss of a chance to be bold.

Hands tied, lips sealed,

Unable to truly feel.

Silence falls everlasting,

Only the sound of my heart blasting.

Unable to see what is there,

Unable because all is bare.

I look in the darkness for a clue,

Something to cast another hue.

I find that deep within,

I nurture it with hope that something may begin.

Lost in the forever night eyes closed,

Looking for something deeper I suppose.

Not sure if I can cope…

So I continue to nurture my ray of hope.

Coming Through

We all travel through darkness at some point in our lives.  When we find ourselves on the other side, we can’t weep for what we've lost.  We have got to pick up what remains and keep moving forward.  We have to do this in honor those that came before us, those who lived and breathed so that we can.   We have to also have the knowledge in our hearts that no matter what, things will always get better.  Know it, believe it.