I clench my fist around this small
particle of hope,
This small piece of hope that maybe
things aren't as they seem.
Maybe behind this cloak of darkness
that surrounds me
there shines a light so vibrant
that it would pain me to see it.
Maybe my heart will heal...someday.
Maybe I will take the risk of
falling in love again...someday.
And maybe I will learn to grab life
by the hand. And live.
And I clench my particle of hope so tightly
That my knuckles turn white from the pressure...
And I hope.