when all about you is black
with gloom and all you
feel is pending doom
when your bones are racked with grim despair
when every breath is a gasp for air
keep on goinog, though
you need to grope
for around the bend
is a ray of hope
a ray of hope is peharps all that, s left
as your will to live
has been bereft
you, ve lost it all, its
just no use you can
end it all, you need
no excuse but throw away that peice of rope
and give yourself a chance of hope
just give yourself another day
brushing aside what your thoughts may say this is your life
and you can make a new start
by ignoring the brain
just follow the heart
taking baby steps in
order to cope and
minute you, ll build on your hope
one day at a time
through the road be
steep and hard to
climb.the hunts of the past
they should be dead, and the
fears of the future
are all in your head
just like in the present
refuse to mope your
life will sparkle for
you, re living in hope
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