Enslaved in a pit of fear.
In my despair, I cry aloud,
But nobody seems to hear.
Desensitized to hate, rage, pain;
I'm giving up the fight.
No strength or sanity do I retain;
There's no help for me in sight.
The deepest levels or so high above;
I'm drowning in death and deciet.
Completely devoid of any feeling or love,
This fate is far worse than defeat.
But even among all this death and despair,
A miniscule light still shines.
It fans, and it flames; the hope of a prayer,
The beautiful light that refines.
Darkness is cast away by the light;
Death holds its power no longer.
The shining love overcomes hate and fright,
And luminescence grows ever stronger.
Hope is restored, light and life prevail;
Peace and fulfillment abound.
This is a hope that will never fail,
This incredible joy I have found.