There was spark of hope
Quietly whispering unto my ears
Yet my heart felt like a fool
Broken, cold, yet hoping.
I was left hanging by a hair
Weak, vulnerable, in despair
to break away is easier
To fight for is harder
Love sounded like your name
But pain is your very fame
Everything felt too good to be true
Until reality decided to slap me too
YOU ARE READING
Unconditionally
Poetry25 Poetries Each contradicting the first but it takes recognition to gain acceptance