hope;
hope is such
a foreign
word too her,
such a foreign thing
that she rarely
feels inside.
yet
it still clings to
her.
when she cries
she
has that small hope
that maybe it'll
be better
tomorrow.
that small amount of
hope
seemed to be
the only thing
that kept
her
alive through these
years
of tears and broken
hearts.
the hope told
her that
maybe tomorrow might
be
that brighter day
that maybe tomorrow
will
be the light at the
end of
the dark long
tunnel.
even though she
feels
so lost
and forgotten
and worthless,
that hope
seems to never let go.
hope;
even a small glimmer
can keep
someone
going for
years.
so
don't try
and
smash it.
YOU ARE READING
Fragile Smiles -- Completed
Poetrysometimes i wonder if i was gone would i be missed. - This book just contains random poems of which I hope touch some of the many broken hearts out there - - completed - Achievements: Poetry #269
