It was just a specof hope, <br />My last and final taste <br />And now I'll have to cope <br />With this sadness making haste. <br />I'll no longer cry on the outside <br />I'll only cry from within. <br />This pain, I'll continue to hide <br />Until death's consumption wins. <br /> <br />It was just a glimpse on light. <br />It was oh so very dim. <br />A small spark in my world of light <br />Jus tso tiny a spark, but darkness is sure to win. <br />I'll keep playing with death on my demand <br />With knifes to cut, with fire to burn <br />Untill death comes to take my hand. <br />What can I say I'll never learn. <br /> <br />Nothing, just a dropp of water, <br />Not enough to stop this thirst. <br />Death will come as my life is getting shorter <br />But my misery is coming to its worst. <br />It seems that days are getting longer, <br />And I stay awake all night. <br />This pain is not making me stronger. I'm battling an unbeatle fight. <br /> <br />It was just a tiny spec <br />I think it's gone away. <br />My chance but I will not let <br />My world turn into day. <br />Because whenever I let it shine <br />It always dissapoints me. <br />The darkness will always twine, <br />Untill I cannot breathe.<br /><br />Amy Fifita<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-was-just-a-spec/
