Hope
Even in the darkest night hope lives in my heart
There is a place where shadows creep,
Where heavy thoughts make me weep.
There’s no escape; what can I do
As my heart hurts, searching for you?
Dreams that danced are now silent and dim,
Hope is dying; it is growing thin.
Yet on this night, a spark could still rise,
A glimmer found in my tear-streaked eyes.
In tangled thoughts, I will look for peace,
Repairing myself again. Pain will soon cease.
Even in this darkest hour of tears I now cry,
There is hope that we won’t ever say goodbye. ❤️
About the Creator
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Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
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