This poem expresses a view and explanation of Hope and Despair in a cosmic analogy, and the acceptance of their conflicted existence.
Hope is like Light,
the Shooting Stars Hope followers,
Depression is a Darkness,
a Black Hole of despair that swallows.
Yet in this universe life would be dull,
if light did not fight the darkness that pull.
I'm not scared the present, And I'm not scared of my future, And I'm not scared of where this current path will go, The one thing I'm truly scared of, that I must fight through, Is that I'm scared I'm not seeing you. We're going different ways,...
hope restores, it returns again evermore, appears upon our shores, and blossoms upon death's doors, so why give up faith?, and lose all desire?, you might fail once in life, but don't get stuck in that mire, because hope will restore, it...
This is who I am, yes I am, who I am, I am, And this is who I am, yes I am, who I am, that I am... This is what I feel, when I feel, how I feel, now I feel, and this is when I bleed, when I cry, how I weep... Yet this is who I am, yes I am, who I...