Sitting in Darkness

Sitting in tendrils of darkness
Nothing more comforting
than a drop of milk
soothing my thoughts

Here and there
everywhere
I imagine myself floating
in the air

Searching for the ultimate key
key of hope
not here, not there
nor anywhere

But there it lies
deep in my heart
lookin for survival
for a ray of hope

Though it finds none
It'll always be there
of that I can be sure
no ray is better than the will

the will to live
to exist, to rejoice
for it can beat down any hope
even the hope of survival.