Hope

there will be a time when we lose faith in ourselves, lose hope in the people around us, when something seems to be pulling us into a deep black hole. there will be a time when our candle that signifies our lives starts to burn out and no one seems to be there to replenish the wax. when we lose all purpose in living and when the day comes when you start asking yourself when you wake up every morning, why am i still living? what is god's purpose for me? can't He just liberate me and take me home, back into his arms?

when the negativity, pessimism, hate, and jealousy engulfs us, we start to pray. for a better tomorrow, a brighter future than the darkness and gloom that seems to be enveloping us. there will be a time, when our sole existence on earth seems threatened to be wiped out. our insignificant existence

wants desperately to be invisible, but somewhere inside of you is screaming to be somebody to create history, be someone different, to have dreams of being a rock star, a celebrity.

We hope for the day when we stop punching ourselves in the face, bringing pain so we feel alive again, driving ourselves into damnation so when someone comes along to ask us if we are alright we feel that someone cares, when we no longer feel ourselves burn out like the candles, dripping slowly to nothing, dripping down our lives, dripping slowly, slowly dripping.

till it stops burning, we hold out to our dear lives and try to rid ourselves of the mundane routine that we are accustomed to. till it stops burning, as we wait our turn to be accepted into the kingdom of God, we wait patiently, and try to make our existence more worthwhile. we try to smile more, bring joy to other people's life when actually inside you are all cut up and bleeding profusely. till it stops burning, we delude ourselves that perhaps it is worth living after all seeing all happy faces on the people you bring joy to. till it stops burning,