Breakthrough

Where/who do you turn to when everyone has turned a shoulder?
in the pits of darkness life comes tumbling down like a boulder,
and your stuck standing in the serenity of hope, all faith is fading, soul in need of cleansing, but...you can't find the right "soap"
facing obstacles that would even make the president buckle,
socially awkward hiding pain behind an artificial smile/ vague chuckle ,
but in the back of my mind, in the depth of thee conscience, I hear a voice so soft, soothing, and tranquilizing telling me it's not over,
stuck in my wrongful thoughts, anticipating these loathsome walks towards faith I may presume,
because there is a breakthrough coming soon...
so I hold on like a fierce racing horse at the Kentucky Durby,
for this walk through life is all but sturdy.