Hope upon the best wishes found.   calmly take breath to my body   ignorent that the air could be poison   but it isnt and im not thankful.      you remain true, love as perfect.   as the blood that washes me.   staind from ashes burning coals from the furnace   and i become clean only knowing... only knowing      that im going to get burnt again   there is hope, but not true avoidence   of what is sure by my inheritence already.      please shut the door when you leave and write a goodbye note, but dont give it to me.