| A Fight Against Hope |
| By: Jennifer Muramoto Hawaii |
| My hand, now numb, grips the handle with lust The blade, such force, whispers to me With thoughts so wild, I pray for hope As fear rushes in, I laugh with envy All around me is white, is this peace long sought? I feel no pain, an emotion not seen Is this the fate I once desired so much? Or is this the torment I must now receive Mindless figures walk blindly through treacherous paths Though none of them familiar, they speak to me No pain they feel, yet their destiny's lost The tears in their eyes is now all they will see Will I become them, is my future so dark Will I become them, can I never leave This world without color, without emotion, without anger This world where I fight, yet is unable to scream My eyes open slowly as my soul quietly wakes The blade, still with force, is closer to me My lungs fill with air as I fight against hope As I throw down the knife... I am free... I am free! |