I know your day looks dim.
If it ain’t this
Then it’s something
And you’re perpetually waiting,
Waiting for the dawn to appear;
Heart longing for a glimmer of hope
But Hope refuses to draw near.
She escapes you…
Like a virgin clinging to her innocence
And you, like a raging hormonal feen,
Your left aching;
Aching for the void in you to end,
Aching for something new to begin.
But let me remind you, my friend…
The night gets darkest right before dawn
So, as long as you don’t quit,
You can rewrite this ballad
and sing a happier song
For though Hope eludes you
Perseverance will wink
and blow you a kiss
And with a reassuring voice
“Hun, you can get through this.”