The Solitude of Hope

The darkness that I see,

As I wander down the street,

Looms all around me

In an eternal beat.

The cries in the night,

The fear in their voices,

All beg for the light

As they question their choices.

I walk in solitude,

Alone this whole time,

Never noticing the mood

While I try to get rid of this grime.

It sticks to my skin,

My clothes, and my hair

I try to brush off this sin

For this burden I cannot bear.

The dew on the grass,

The cigarette on the walk,

Catch my eye as I pass

And continue in this sulk.

The thoughts in my mind race

As I think of lessons I know

And then I quicken my pace

When my spirit soars to a low.

The lies that they told

Were meant for our protection

But it left us out in the cold

Facing the wrong direction.

Forward we go,

Hoping for the light,

Until we understand that what we know

Was never in our sight.

So we continue on,

But not lost of all hope,

We still wait for the dawn

Secretly grasping the thin rope.

The shine of the moon

Is clouded by mist,

And we realize that soon

We will be on Death's famous list.

For the life that we hold,

While precious it may be,

Glitters like gold,

Though forever it shall not be.

With this realization on our minds

And the fear in our thoughts

We feel on our wrists the binds

That had never before been fought.

On our ankles are chains

We had not noticed before

And now we struggle in vain,

Wishing that we could soar.

For rarely do things in life go right

With turmoil chained to everyone,

Leaving few strong enough to fight

For these pains in life are never done.

Through the pain we wait

For a light to save us in the dark

But we are all confined to our fate,

Though another way we wish to embark.

But with our fortitude

We pull and we bleed

At the bindings crude

Until we finish the deed.

Only then do we comprehend

What we were meant to see,

For ourselves we are to mend

Before anything we will be.

Then we see the dawn

And watch the sun rise above,

The darkness is now gone

And our hearts are full of love.

For deep was the fall

Until we grabbed that thin rope,

This is what I call

The Solitude of Hope.