Through the coldest of nights I walk
Racing with the remaining time on my clock
For just a scintilla of hope to enlighten myself 
To banish the dark thoughts lurking, gently
Waiting for a chance to bind
As I have yet to be entitled to my own free mind 
Cautiously letting my mouth form words that won't besmirch anyone's heart
Slowly moving so that my actions will not tear any soul apart
To cancel out the hate that keeps on trying to barge through my protective shield
But I am merely a human whose soul is just a mirage of what it used to yield
The day's have passed I have kept on with my search
And one day maybe I will find my scintilla of Hope
For my scintilla of hope may guide me to tranquility.