Losing Hope

What used to be the clearest explanation for everything,
Was perhaps just a simple lasting shred of hope.

We all just want to believe that things can be solved by saying
That something out there will make things better.

We all just want to know that we aren't alone,
When we truly are on our own.

No one is here to help us,
Even in our darkest times of despair.

What I thought I knew before,
Was nothing more than a fantasy.

We are all destined to crumble,
Shrivel up, and die without a single lasting hope.

The blackness of life overcomes the joyous valleys that we once knew,
The grass will never be greener on the other side.

We constantly try to find something to live for,
But the chase is never-ending.

Our excuse is there is a higher power out there,
Already with a set plan for each and every one of us.

We don't need to look for a path to follow,
The right path will come to us.

Who ever believes that bull shit,
Is going to realize eventually that it's all a lie.

We are never destined to be happy,
We are stuck wandering in fields of never-ending terror.

You think it will all get better?
Well you've been fooled like the best of us.

What goes up must come down,
And the true question is,
How long can you hold on?