When, Still, Hope

When tools fail,
when notions die,
when words fall short,
when you feel so lost,
when the help you offer seems just as good as none at all,
when emotions force long drawn breaths,
when you say goodbye,
it hurts.


Just like hoping.

But still you say it,
still you stop,
still you love,
still you hurt,
still you die inside.


Still you hope.

Still you live.


Still you hope.

Still you live.


Still you hope.

Still you live,

And Faith brings Glory down.