A poem about refusing to give up even when it looks like you should, when others have lost hope.
Do not tell my eyes not to believe,
I will search high and low for eternity.
No stone will be left unturned; no corner unsearched.
No city will not be turned upside down,
Outside help will be requested from all willing.
Do not expect me to shut my eyes,
They still need to see me through the mirror,
Taking that first step with my head held high.
Do not convince my heart not to hope,
It will remain open; till my answer shows up glistening,
Daily I will light a candle in my heart,
I will place it on my window sill,
My candle will lead all the positive, rejecting all negatives,
And when my day comes, my heart will still be wide open.
For now, it is filled with hope and a bucket full of faith.
Do not ask me to give it up.
I still remember taking my last steps,
I still see myself falling on that pavement when I sleep.
But there’s another thing I remember,
Yes I remember my dreams and all my life plans,
I remember the girl that walked out the door that morning.
And when I fell on that pavement, that memory didn’t die.
That is why I can never, I will never give up on believing.
Let’s talk about the future, talk about the weather.
Let’s sing when the mood allows and sit outside when the sun sets.
Life is happening, come hold hands with me.
Let us look up at the stars and see the beauty,
Let’s look at the sea and see the power.
This is a world filled with wonder and miracles,
A world where one second can be so the different from the last,
A world and the miracles I still have faith in.
From most I’ve gotten hurtful comments,
“This is worse than death” some have said.
“You will never recover” others have remarked with concern.
I listen, at times I cry and some days I lose my hope.
But when I wake up the next day I look up to the heavens
Because I believe, I am not beaten yet.
Every morning I send my prayer to the man upstairs,
Because I believe, I have hope and will not give it up.
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