Flight of Hope
Night after night, I run after the light,
Hoping, praying that it will come without a fight.
I reach out for warmth and all I find is cold
Gasping for air, searching for a hold.
Old at heart, even when the blood flows so strong
Jumping limbs defy the weight of the soul,
Standing alone in the mist of the crowd
Hand held out, to catch the tears of the sound.
You stand there, with your eyes turned away
Pretending that my sorrow will sway
Words left unsaid will make it okay
Because tomorrow is another day.
When you hear me, it may be too late
I will have gone on, to meet my fate
I will walk alone, gaining strength with each step
Filled with hope, where despair once crept.
Day after day, I will glow in the light
Basking in the joy I earned from my flight.
mh. (c) 2012