Solace

[Frank]: My useless fingers cannot seal together to help me catch to falling stream of promise that scald my hands My eyes kept down on the tourniquet of lies that stems the flow and clouds my vision We must face despair, defiant and clinging to shards of hope that cut my fingers But when i catch me staring at you I can't help hoping that i'll make it through Twelve straight hours with no sleep, only candlelight to guide, spilling hope hate and love, cleansing everything a new In these moments of exhaustion, skin damp with relief, we can be each other's crutch Please never let me go. out of tears and ashes hope. I find solace in these little victories [Chris]: When I forget the pain, the loss, the never ever having been there, I cling to the momentary blindness I see in others every day But optimism isn't an option for those cursed with sight The path is dark and uninviting, but follow it we must Treacherous fucking world - I won't be fooled again I'll feel no pain now. Never again will I crack under the pressure of this world Hope against hope, when every day the load gets heavier. But with every step i take my back grows straighter and the focus I retain will bring me to the end I find solace in these little victories [Ben]: Why can't I find love, heart broken, soul destroyed Six hours with you: six weeks of pain Perhaps in time it will fade, perhaps in time it will go away At least i'm safe from the devil in my own hell. I find solace in these little victories