Final Hope

My new found fortune has blessed me in every way possible.
Wiped my eyes and showed me the way.
Gave me hope in times of doubt.
Been the air beneath the wings to carry me to a far away world.
But the routine of life still plays.
The river still flows,
And the wind withers at my soul with every breeze.
Pain is still sought and found with every flaw.
The screams hurt my ears more than ever,
And the tears won’t stop flowing.
However, there remains one difference.
There are thoughts of one to occupy my mind.
And thorough all the screaming and humiliation,
Your image still rings true.
Maybe it’s the glint in your eyes,
Or the white of your smile.
Whatever it is,
It helps me through.
You hold my hand through the good times,
And give me wings for the bad.
You’ll be the reason I make it through,
You’ll be the reason I make it out.
And at the bottom of the river of tears,
A smile will be unveiled.
Through the sound of screaming,
The joy of laughter will be heard.
And I’ll owe it to the light you lead me through the dark with.
For any individual with you by their side,
Will forever remain invincible.