Hope is forever fleeting. Which is why it makes it all that much more important that you clutch it like you're hanging onto the atoms of a rock on the edge of a cliff. Don't give up, and while I know this means nothing, that it will fall on deaf ears (blind eyes?), remember that giving up is the only time and the only way that you lose. You could be beaten, helpless, raped, moneyless, homeless, but if you have hope and you have not given up then you have not lost. In the end this will more than likely be just another random, pointless speech that goes unwarranted, but I feel it needs to be said because hope is the only thing that we have in our darkest moment. Even if you think it isn't there and that there is no point in going on or that there is no point in living, if your eyes reflect a single ray of light then you are worth all the pain and suffering that this world can offer and deserve to go on living to see a better day.
Know that you who are reading this is important enough to die for if you have hope and strength enough to go on to strive to make tomorrow a better day for yourself. I'm not going to say it could be worse, because it very well couldn't be, I don't know. I do know, however, that if you have hope then it could be better for you if you try. It is not easy by any means; it will more than likely be the hardest god damned thing you've ever done to hold onto hope when everything else has deserted you and left you for dead. But that is what life is about, holding onto what you think isn't there. As long as your eyes glisten with life, hold onto hope and know that you are worth living for and that a better day will come as long as you strive forward with strength and dignity, even if you think you have none. The will and meaning of life itself resides in the thought of knowing that you will never give up in the face of absolute and known failure.
Know that while I myself have huddled in the calmness and absolute black serenity that engulfs oneself when you give up and submit, I find it to be elating, blissful, and everlasting to think that some people in this world are much more worse off than I am and stand firm, tall, and force themselves to go on knowing that if they keep striving forward with their chest held high and their mind set on the path of what they know is right that they will never, ever fail no matter what force or utter destruction awaits them. I don't know you. I will never. Yet still I know in my heart that you are worth living for, worth dying for, worth suffering for, and worth hoping for. Because at the end of our days and as we take our last breath and last thought the only thing we have is hope that someone, somewhere will be stronger than we are and strive to make themselves better so that tomorrow just might bet a better day than yesterday. It is nigh impossible. But to me that is what life is about. Doing what is thought impossible. And hope lies right in that category. Something so simple to comprehend and yet nearly unattainable when put into motion. But you can do so, because you are in fact that strong; and you have it in you even if you at this moment think you do not. You do. You can.
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