When Hope burns out
Hope is a candle. A flicker of truth. A flicker of something real. A burning being that keeps us going. But what if it burned out? Without the light there would be darkness. And darkness brings fear. Darkness brings longing for that one sliver of light just to keep you going. Just a little bit longer.
Hope is a candle. A flicker of warmth. A flicker of something real. A tiny spark that keeps us going. But what if it burned out? Without warmth there would be chilled nights. And chilled nights would bring fear. Chilled nights brings longing for that one sliver of warmth just to keep you going. Just a little bit longer.
Hope is a candle.
But candles can't last forever.
They eventually burn out.
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Bursting Bubbles
PoetryThese are my deep thoughts/ stories because I decided that the deep ones needed their own book. A few of these might be in my stories/ ideas book but they will be here as well. These may be poem-like or story-like it honestly just depends. I also ha...
