Have you not seen the glimmer of hope?

There is a whole in my heart,
and it bleeds tears for you.
It wants to weep the pain away,
it grips to hold your fears at bay.
It asks
Have you not seen the glimmer of hope?
That sparkle in the corner
of the deeply sorrow filled dark dark room?
No, you say
stuck in a corner of yourself you can not escape
you keep digging, but never find that space.

I will search for you
I will look for your hope
I will be the madness
I will take the sadness
I will search for that day
some day, soon
when you will look down and say
It was nice to get out of the hole
today.