In a world of darkness, what do we hold on too?
Do we hold on to wealth, thinking it will get us great things?
Do we hold to fame, or will that die away as well.
Do we hold to material things that will soon turn to dust?
We hold on to what means most to us.
We hold on to love, to dreams.
We hold to those who make us smile in depressing times.
In a world of darkness, we hold to love to make us happy.