Stories of despair
Stories of hope
Both bring a tear
Both set us off
Perhaps we hope in despair
Or our despair is lined in hope
Or even greater
Our despair holds deep within it
The hope we so very much need
I hope for the next great story
It may not be mine
It will be yours
But my hope is in moments of great
Great Joy
Great sadness
Even greater hope.
For now, we all have hope
Knowing or not.
For my story is yours
And yours is mine.
So let's share through the good and the bad times
Let's hope together
Lets despair together
But please never die together
Because tomorrow is a better day
Filled with moments
For better or worse
But let us hope
Always and forever more.
Sunday, December 27, 2015
Sunday, December 6, 2015
Today
Im dying.
Maybe at the point when I'm found out, they'll find the compassion to bury my sad and scarred body.
Maybe they'll let me wash away to never be remembered.
Maybe they'll let me live on even though death's sting still surges deep within me.
Id rather find the way out.
Or, in fact, I'd rather hide.
Because a world without truth is a happy place.
So if my ignorance is bliss, my lack of truthfulness is my happy place.
Id say I never told a lie but id be telling you the truth and lying to my heart.
Id rather say nothing at all.
Fall asleep.
Accept my fate and know I was never meant to be.
Never meant for this.
Never.
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