A MAN WITH HOPE

I am just a man.

Just trying to make his way through life.

Just walking on through this night.

That seems to go on forever.

Right through the horizon.

I know what is right and wrong.

But I'm not always able to separate the two.

The thin line gets blurred quite often.

I just want to live and let live.

I don't need anything coming down on me.

But it's everything that always comes down

  on me.

I look for a way out but it's difficult for me.

The world is a fog for me.

A thorn in my side.

I can feel the blood seep from the open wound.

But I just cannot give up hope.

For it's all I have left in this life.

Without it I would have done myself in 

  a long time ago.

Hope is what I still hold onto. 

Even through all the hurt, the pain, 

  and the harms I have inflicted on myself.

And those afflictions perpetrated by others.

I have many footprints all over my back.

And many knives stick out of it.

I can't reach around to pull any of them out.

Still I hold on, I hold out.

Remembering that hope has never let me down,

  even when all others did.

All I curse is the darkness in me.

My own greatest enemy.

A war that's lasted on down through the ages.

A losing battle it is.

Mad at the world, mad at myself.

I have grown so very weary.

My body aches.

My strength has waned.

I just don't have the spirit to continue.

But still I hear that familiar whisper 

  in my mind.

That still, small voice.

"Don't give up now, give it one more try."

And so try I do.

That hope still remains.

Lifting me up.

Pushing me forwards.

Keeping me pressing on.

That is the hope I hold onto.

Let me reiterate, that hope has never let me 

  down.

I'm just a simple, ordinary man.

But I've seen the extraordinary.

I've seen hope rise.

I've seen love grow.

I've seen salvation.

I'm just a man trying to make his way

  the best he can.

Holding onto hope constantly.

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(20/01/2013)