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