Hold On Pain Ends - HOPE

The darkest hour of the night is just before dawn

The despair and darkness are nothing but light withdrawn

When nothing seems to go right

When every day is a struggle, a fight

Tears run down like torrential rain

Fear of failure aggravates the pain

Every plan, every attempt seems futile

As if the fertile mind had turned inutile

Does it signal the beginning of the end?

How long to keep falling and pretend?

Tired is the body and the mind

Endless quest for happiness to find

Time to throw in the towel, it’s gruesome to cope

NO! says the inner voice, at the end of the tunnel there is HOPE!!

HOPE!! they say is a thing with feathers

Stands the test of time and sails through all weathers.