Sometimes that little hint of truth
you fight so long to find
that glinting, glimmering treasure
the message and meaning of it all
means so little once you’ve found it
Changes nothing and sheds no light
and all that time and effort
is just wasted in the struggle
Crawling through the wreckage
looking for that shine of hope
Sometimes survival is all there is
Life goes on with or without it
The how’s and why’s juet can’t erase
the pain you felt in finding out
That pain that means you lived through it
just might be all you need