In the darkest parts of my mind
Where hope only exists in dreams
There is a heart that’s worn and torn
Feeling sad, lonely and forlorn
Through the fury of life’s tempest
I search for peace and solace
I try, but can’t escape the echoes of the past
And in my search for hope they just seem to last
Why do I still hope in such darkness
Where peace and solace have gone
And a path full of hope is so unclear
But day after day I long for hope to be near
In my etched memories I recall
Times full of hope and love
Where laughter dances and spirits soared
But those days seem to be veiled forevermore
Amidst the ruins of what was once happiness
There is a flame that preserves
Just a flicker, so small but burning so bright
And casting a light into the darkness of the night
So, in my worn and tired heart a seed remains
A fragile bloom that won’t die
A fragile dream that staggers to cope
Making me struggle to continue to hope.