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Stuck down here
With the rats and the bugs,
Trying to keep my eyes
Fixated above.
But it's quite hard
For the lowliest souls,
To believe there is more 
Outside of this hole.
We try to stay positive 
In a world gone mad.
We try to remember 
The dreams we had.
We fight back the envy
And hold back jealous rage,
Believing instead
That this is just a phase.
Loneliness creeps in
From the corners of our mind,
And plays on the fears
Formed over time.
Disparity takes hold
And my gaze starts to fall.
I'm overtly aware
Of my own closing walls.
In the darkness
Of my depression, 
A spark of light 
That refuses suppression. 
A glittering beacon 
Rising overhead,
Reminding me that
I am not yet dead.
That glimmer of hope,
Rising up,
Keeps my eyes
Fixated above. 
-samhudson