I want to be a white hill

Black hole of despair engulf me, as I come down to meet your hefty arms, and I hope beyond all hope that you do not crush me.

I hope that I can slime through your firm grip and get away from all that you endorse. I hope that I can soon become the antidote to what you cause in all too many people. I hope that I can become a white hill and I hope that I can overcome you so myself and those around me break free from your tallons.

I want to become a white hill where the sun can shine, the kids can play and dreams can be lived. What is the point of a dream that will never come to fruition. It is but somethig to tease you, something you strive towards but will never reach. I hope to help people make their dreams come true.

If ever I can help anyone, I will endevour to do all I can to make things happen. I hope I can become that white hill for all those around me and I hope beyond all hopes that I can escape that black hole I see before me and I can make things better.