Just when we think we can not make it
That all is lost, and
Our shame is beyond repair
That the world will now laugh at us, because
We have fallen too low beyond recovery
That our time is up and the doors are closing
Just when the unredeemable is done
When we’ve used up our chances, and hope is inconceivable
Our pain becomes a maddening reality
The darkness creeps in ever so slowly but confidently
Now the tears will flow unceasingly
Our hearts pressed within the grips of fear
Without restraints our defenses will fall unaided
We are done, finished, or so we think
Yet we survive, we live to see another day
There is hope after all
