Now, here you are.
What's this?
Howcome you're on your own?
Keep struggling
while your faith is
sinking like a stone,
and everything
around you
is crumbling apart.
Anyone else
would give their
hope up from the start.
But I...
I believe
in you.
I do.
I do.
You say that
you don't know
how long you can withstand
when all you're
holding on to
slips out of your hands.
You say it feels
just like your
time is running out.
A lifetime
spent on figuring out
what it's about.