Finding a Way

The lives of many,
Enriched with love.
Finding faith,
From high above.
Sight will fail,
But sense will not.
When heartfelt love,
Is all you've got

Yearning high,
But finding low
As countless winds,
Fail to blow.
Mirthful days,
Pave the way
As a mournful dirge,
Makes me stay.

Hope is lost,
As reality floods.
I've found my niche,
It's what once was.
Fearful drive,
Is losing force
As rapid falls,
Are what's in store.

Inevitable tragedy,
Pointless hope.
My only dream,
Is to accept and cope.