Hope

My love,
It feels hopeless, doesn't it?
The battle of living,
With the world smashing down on us,
Trying to break us,
Suffocating us to the very last breath.
But we'll carry on.
I know how you feel.
With an eternal dark void in the distance,
No light at the end of the tunnel.
But we'll carry on.

My love,
For you, is undying.
It blooms every day only with new life.
The one thing keeping me whole,
From crumbling apart.
And the tears that fall from my eyes,
Are tears of joy and gratitude,
That you are here by my side.
And we'll carry on,
Because we have that one thing,
That doesn't feel hopeless,

Us.

- John L. Pelzel 2008