Hope

There is hope in the

darkest times.

There is hope when there is

no light.

There is hope, when the blade

you have pressed to your throat,

is about to slide in and

shed red.

When you want to

give up,

when you want to die,

when you want to throw

in the towel,

jump from that bridge,

let that coarse rope tighten

tighter and tighter,

cutting off air,

vision cutting out,

slipping from this world,

there is hope.

When there is nothing

left to lose.

Nothing left tying you

to the world.

When your life is

full of

misery and pain.

When you think you

can no longer

endure,

there is hope.

When you think everyone

has left you.

When you think you are

all alone.

When you think you

have no friends,

no one who cares,

no one who loves you,

there is hope.

There is and always will be

hope.

Hope will always be there,

an invisible friend.

In the deepest, darkest, pit

life puts forth.

Hope is a shining ray that

will never be

extinguished.

  

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