I thought it would be easy,
A walk in the park,
So I may say,
But I am lost in the dark,
Desperate for anything,
To cling on to.
Not planning on abandoning,
The whole mission hitherto,
For I am hopeful,
My wish will come to pass,
A wish that haunts my mind,
Because the thoughts,
Never cease to flood,
Overwhelm and get me all worried,
Afraid to mess things up;
With each day that goes by,
I feel torn apart,
The proclaimed hope diminishing,
The strength out of reach,
But a tiny part of me,
Holds on courageously,
An absolute reason,
To fight for my desire,
Yet the odds are against it;
Its tiny but will suffice,
Seemingly,
My only inspiration,
Not so tiny after all!
