Life

What is life without love?
Without hope?
It's like aimlessly walking through the catacombs of disappointment...
Do not the fledgling flowers poke their heads out for the warm, spring sun? Yet I cower in the shadows of hopelessness...
Hiding from the rising sun in an idiotic defiance...
Walking through the maze on the same route every time. And every time, I hit the same wall...
Looks like I would learn, but I never do...