Life with hope
The emptiness is closing, creeping,
crushing all hope I have to keep on living.
When I have nothing left to believe in
and I think I can go no more.
Hope is enough to keep me alive.
Giving me strength I didn’t know I had.
But we can live on hope and
dreams cause with hope I can endure,
for it is the perfect cure.
The heart is a womb were hope is born
it is conceived in the mind.
Hope is a quest to be free an open door or a key.
It will keep you strong in times of despair
and just when you think you’re all alone
in the end hope will be there.