16 March 2009

Hope

Pluck my wings off my back and
let me fall into the dark, where
the rejected and maimed lie without
hope, only despair and sorrow.

Salvation lost, never granted, forgotten to
you and I, so we must endure all
the darkness and loneliness, alone, together
alone, forever, for all eternity.

Doubt fills my heart as it does
your, full of doubtful hope, full of
unfounded hope, full of longing
full of maybe, perhaps, and...hope.