Where Is the Hope

The walls that once stood firm and tall Now lay crumbled and broken. The once still waters that ran deep Now flow shallow and bare. The happiness that use to bestow Now clings to its very existence The tremendous light in the sky Now seems to be a dark cloud of pain The bitterness runs deep As if a knife cut right though it The once half full glass Seems to be a glass half empty The hands that use to give and share Now clutch to life their every possession The once colorful actions of experiences Are now still gray memories of grief The incredible power of the waves Are now still powerless barrels The Light Is Now Dark And The Day becomes Night.