In the depths of life's dark labyrinth, I wandered all alone,
A heavy heart, a weary soul, with hope but overthrown.
The world around seemed cold and vast, a relentless, endless night,
And in the shadows of despair, I lost my guiding light.

The burdens of my troubled mind grew heavy, day by day,
And all the dreams I once held dear began to fade away.
The laughter turned to hollow echoes, and smiles, they lost their glow,
In the depths of losing hope, I struggled to let go.

But even in the darkest hour, when all seemed bleak and still,
A glimmer in the abyss, a tiny, stubborn will.
A spark ignited deep within, a flicker of the flame,
A longing for a better day, a desire to reclaim.

For hope, they say, is never truly gone, just hidden from our sight,
It lingers in the deepest crevice, waiting for the light.
In the moments of our deepest doubt, when we can't find our way,
It's hope that softly whispers, "Hold on for one more day."

So, if you find yourself adrift, in hopelessness's sea,
Remember that in time, my friend, the dawn will come to be.
Hold on to that ember, the promise of a brighter morn,
For even in the darkest night, a new hope can be born.