Hope [3.Light.100T]

Laid down into her bed
With straps locked tight
Lowered down into her final rest,
A final "goodnight".

Her eyes were swollen shut
By her enlarged cheeks
Forcing her to die
Forcing her not to see

A slow death awaited
Her ill soul
Screeching with pain
And no hand to hold

Everyone had left
For they had no hope
And had no tears left
To shed for Hope

The hero was fading
And nearing her part,
But one more shining candle
Is one more shining heart