The doors of hope are open once more,

Sunshine obliterating the darkness again.

The wounds of the past have not been lost

But became a forgotten tune I once sang.

Like the phoenix from the proverbial ashes

I know this time I will not rise to fall again.

I know the deeds of the past will be paid,

And the evil eye will surely boomerang.

Your sudden silence pierces my heart

Like a cold, double-headed arrow.

When words halt before they're said

I drown in my chalice of sorrow.

Like a beggar for whom the houses

On the sides of the road are closed.

Only your voice a hope arouses,

Otherwise, in life a gloom is imposed.

I saw the leader of the new world

Run ahead in his sparkling robes.

Multitudes of people behind him

To his bastion he royally strode.

For once, I wanted to follow the king

The new leader of people's delusions.

But in my heart, I'll always want to be

The pall-bearer of ephemeral illusions.

I wish the reins of my mind so fickle

Were placed firmly in my hands' grasp.

I wish the roller-coaster of emotions

Would cease when the reins I clasp.

My body breaks at every new challenge

Now that many storms I've seen die.

No more, no more - it cries out loud

Hopes of a breakthrough say goodbye.

Your love makes me feel secure,

Like a blanket on a freezing night.

It gives me hope for every new day

After a long tunnel, the bright sunlight.

It brings my scattered life together

Like the magnet brings the sharp nails.

With you by my side, today and forever

I know this love is the one that never fails.

There's a drop of hope on the table.

Only a drop, minute and serene.

The harsh winds scratch its surface;

Keeping it together is the hope sanguine.

The eternal fight of hope and doom

Being fought on the surface of the drop.

Even by slight slip of bond of faith

The juggernaut of hope will stop.

The fears that had once bedeviled my mind

The fears that I thought I had finally overcome.

Today, they stare me in the face again,

Forcing me, my past self, again to become.

I then had the gusto of the rebel for my aid

The stamina of the uninitiated by my side.

But today I feel exhausted by the days past

From this fear, I shiver and seek to hide.