small hope
With misty eyes
I view the world.
With hope
I hold on tight.
With my heart
I find it hard to
Feel.
I can only
Carry on.
Motion.
Lost in a vast sea of confusion
Ever make a change?
With hope
I hold on tight.
With blessed souls
Surrounding me.
Blessed souls on earth
And circling me from the heavens.
I can feel a indication of light
Shining on my shivered soul.
With hope
I hold on tight.
With hope...
I view the world.
With hope
I hold on tight.
With my heart
I find it hard to
Feel.
I can only
Carry on.
Motion.
Lost in a vast sea of confusion
going down, down, down.
How can these weak handsEver make a change?
With hope
I hold on tight.
With blessed souls
Surrounding me.
Blessed souls on earth
And circling me from the heavens.
I can feel a indication of light
Shining on my shivered soul.
With hope
I hold on tight.
With hope...
posted by Genevieve at 3:25 PM
3 Comments:
Hope is humanity's greatest strength and its greatest weakness.
Every hand makes a change. Every action you decide to do, every step you take, every thought you conjure, you effect someone or something, somewhere, doing something or doing nothing and change it slightly, permanently affecting it for the rest of his, her, or its lifetime.
Gen, don't worry. In my mental family of caring and loving souls, you are my sister. All of you are my brothers and sisters and I love you to pieces as well. I brought a lot of tape to put you back together :)
I like this but not as much as I love you!!
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