He
reached
For
a lone single hope that to his dismay had gone beyond his grasp
One
last memory before his depart
His
eyes, filled with tears, his hands trembled
He
hoped that this wasn’t the last time he would see
The
busy lights of the streets
The
hopeful glow of the buildings
He
felt the harsh rain against his skin
Sheets
of water rushing down, plummeting to the ground
He
watched, as the world around him slowed
Everything
in a blur
Hope
was the only thing that carried him forward
He
stood alone, in the obscurity of the night
No
one to console him, nowhere to go
Nowhere
to live
He
reached
He
remembered the days where he didn’t have to worry
The
days where the world made sense
A
time in which he was joyful, and always used to laugh
A
time where there was a new adventure around each corner of his life
It
was when he had the world by his side
And
everyone was there to comfort him
A
time… long gone
He
reached
For
his last desires, before the looming fate before him would swallow him up
His
feet clipped the pavement, the only sound in the silent night
His
clothes were wet, and his body was sore
He
didn’t know how much further he had to go
He
didn’t know if he would survive, he didn’t know if he had the chance
But
he pressed on
Though
all he’d been through, he felt the slightest glimmer of hope
Beckoning
him
Like
the light at the end of the tunnel
It
stood there waiting for him
He
looked up at the moon, looming over the scene
The
stars above, and the city lights around him
Bright,
hope
He
reached
He
watched as the man approached him
A
gentle smile of understanding on his face
He
wondered where he would take him
Whether
his life would change forever, for the good or the bad
A
hint of relief flooded through him, as the man put out his hand
An
offering he had never gotten before… and so
He
reached
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