They told me to hold on
Becasue
Pain… ENDS
Eventually
They told me that
HOPE
was my saving grace
A warm blanket,
I could curl up in
So why does it smother?
Hope,
feels more like a weighted blanket
too heavy to bear
leaving me limp and unable to move
While dangling over the edge,
they told me,
hope
was the rope I should cling onto
My lifeline…
But for reasons I can’t explain,
hope
feels like a tight gripping noose
Leaving me gasping for air
struggling to find the strength to breathe
They told me that
hope
would lift me up
That it would arrive
like a powerful gust of wind,
swirling me out of rock bottom
compelling me
to rise to new heights
So tell me,
is hope
strong enough
to lift me from the hardened cement around my feet?
To me,
HOPE is,
a wolf in sheep’s clothing
a thief of grit and determination
a single bullet in the chamber
HOPE holds no power
It’s throwing your life into the wishing well and waiting…
for nothing
Hope
isn’t coming to save you
Hope is merely the illusion you buy into while time does it work
Time is the one with all the power
Tick, tock
Tick, tock
Tick…..
But pain ends, eventually…
Right?
Some pain is just forever. You just learn to push it deep.
Wonderful poem. I could feel your pain with each word.
Thank you. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. Some pain truly does just last forever.
A heart-wrenching write! As Nick put it, we can feel the pain with each word. <3
Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. Someone’s I just have to let the pain have a voice and it almost always comes out a bit intense.
Nothing is permanent so abandon all hope….it’s a trick of your mind.There is only this moment.
Terrific write…you nailed it 😘
Thank you so much! I appreciate your thoughts and kind words.
It does.
But then there’s more.
Then that ends to election for more.
Life is meant to be a series of experiences, both painful and joyful. Savor everything.
Excellent ink.
Typo. Ugh. It’s early.
Third line – that ends to make room for more.
I need coffee.
But it’s decaf, so….
Have a terrific day Julia.
Right? It’s never ending. Just one variation to the next. But yes, we learn to appreciate it all!
I can hear years of experience in this. Always hoping but never seeing results….not even a hint of it.
There’s good expression in this.
You are correct, many years of experience are wrapped up in those words. Thank you for your intuitive comment.
Powerfully penned, Julia. Could feel the pain in your words my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Appreciate you as well! Thank you for taking the time to read and leave thoughtful words.
Powerful work.