More Than Hope

[Izabella Riddle]

Standing on the edge
Of a long dark fall
The moon so high above
Water so far below

Waiting in the dark crying
Aren't we the saddest sight
We scream out at the hate
The pain is tearing us apart

Shame and dishonor
Clouds our minds
When so many have lost the way
Will we get through this night

So out of control
Spiraling into oblivion
This darkness consumes
Everything in it's path

Death comes to us
Who will it to be so
It is a fate none of us
Wish to escape

Everything else has been done
Many battles were won
But for us the losses have
Weighed more than hope.

04/01/2010