Starting to think how strong hope is
to move forward with life.
To move mountains.
Its like the fuel
To get up and strive
For the bigger things,
For the better things.
No hope, no purpose
what's the point?
Life's a loose bone
And hopes the joint.
Hope is a need.
Coz without hope, you're hopeless
And that begins to depress
But they won't speak up and address
The situation that they refuse to confess
But hope towards the wrong thing
Now that's pain that we bring
To ourselves
And that repels
From hoping again
But don't fall into that chain
Hope, Hope, and hope some more
Even if it's a little bit, look for the door
Of light, away from the shadow
And its then when you can let yourself grow...
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Life, Death & Everything in Between
PoetryA book full of poems I have written about anything and everything I can think of writing about. There is no set genre it can be about something as insignificant as a bridge to something as relatable as heartbreak. Hope you enjoy
