No Hope For Tomorrow...

No Hope For Tomorrow...

I am the suffering. The one here waiting.
But there is no hope for tomorrow.
Only silver and cold and sorrow.

This thought, now my only possession,
Purely an obsession, of disenchanted dreams,
A broken heart still lacking the means,

To overcome these feelings that come rushing,
Taking the little hope left in my heart,
Turning black the skies all the days we're apart,

But, we'll be apart forever,
So I cannot stay here or it'll kill me in time
And there are no angels coming to find,

If my heart can stand on its own.
No love to save me from this reality,
Just a reckoning, a convergence of finality.

No day of the phoenix, rising from the ashes
No stars falling from the sky tonight
No hope for tomorrow or second sight.

I can remember a place that was so bright,
Now a place of disappointment where apathy outlasts
Any form of hope, trying to forget my past.

I never ever wanted this!
I just wanted to believe that my dreams.
Could take me from a life buried in flames.

So I attach my dreams to makeshift wings
Flying high above the sun
Attempting to catch a spirit, to be as one,

But this evening, as the sky turns red,
A longing to stay on the ground comes o'er me
It's hard to notice, this feeling grows slowly.

My eyes, now downward cast,
Staring only at the cracks in the dirt,
Seeing how they all lead to this heart that hurts.

A poisoned heart that won't walk away,
Wings that won't ride the wind today,
A lack of trust in my deeds this way.

So my only hope is that things are as You say.
Cause my arms are too weak to pull me up,
And this distance is too far to jump.

Though I suffer in silence, please come rescue me.
I don't know how long till my eyes dry out,
Or when my heart will finally wash me out.

That way, when the sun goes down tonight,
I don't have to say, there's no hope for tomorrow,
But rather a moment of reprieve from this sorrow.