Hope (edit of "Spontaneous")

I stand alone, The dark at bay Holding on To threads of hope A precipice awaits A decision eternal Damned if I do, Likewise if not. And so it goes I find Life leads us astray The hopes we have Fade... And we're left To mend the pieces that remain Of shattered dreams And hopes mislaid And alone I stand Holding the dark at bay Clinging on to Threads... *** *** *** *** *** *** Revision in progress. I have slightly edited my poem “Spontaneous” to what you see here. Although I’m rather happy with what I started with there, I have taken the plunge and decided to see if I can take something I’m super proud of and hoping to take it up a step. Any input would be appreciated, especially when compared to the original. Thanks.