There's been planted hope in my heart.
Just a little seed.
It's cold, oh it's ever so dark.
I can't see,
I don't know if you will sprout.
Oh little seed are you all alone,
Oh tiny seed are you all by yourself.
Isn't there anyone to take care of you.
To help you grow and see your struggle with spreading your alluringly, bewitchingly, weighed petals.
I don't know,
I can't see in the dark.
If I should ever wander off and get lost,
I beg that I will stumble upon you.
And see your wild eternal hope take root.
Grow.
Sprout.
Lay myself down beside you and become the mold which you consume.
To be the the one who made you see the lucent light.
Your own dangerous light.*
MJR. 17/01-15
To find hope can at times be very hard, but when you find it, you'll know it was worth it. Hope holds the same power as love, you give yourself into it and at the same time you give it the possibility to destroy you.