Hoping For the Best

Hoping for the best and expecting the worst, Holding back the emotions feeling like I might burst. I look into the mirror to see an unfamiliar face, It is like a clone of me has taken my place. Lonely I sit and wait For life to dish out my inevitable fate. I fall into a sea of despair and sorrow, While the light fades and the path narrows. I tread into lower valleys not knowing what will become of me. I can’t see the sun not one ray of light or beam. But with all this hardship I become stronger. I train and grow wiser as I wander. I learn what life is truly about and how to live, I might not have all the answers but I will thrive. I am might be hurt but not destroyed, I maybe struggling but not conquered. Life might knock me down and take my pride, But with humility I will continue with my wide stride. I will not falter because I have what I need to stand, With my head held high with every one of my fibers and every strand. The fire of life might flicker but I will refuse to let it extinguish its light, Because I want to burn out bright.