Breathe hope into me,
So that I won't be suffocated by despair.
And one day,
If I believe in hope enough,
I'll listen to it and carve an escape route from here.
Light in the dark,
The last good thing after all the horrid things,
You can only know the value of hope
When there's nothing but that.
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Dead While Breathing | Poetry
PoetryThere are many ways to die when you're still breathing. Started on 3rd August 2019
