Hope

Separate, apart, inside a fiery void

Alone the spirit feters with hope

Alive yet dead and indifferent be

The strugglig fiend that lives inside

Parasitic i its selfish ways

Theif of reality and champion of lies

It gushes freely as a stream

A stream so beautifully lethal

That entices then drowns the heart



Why be captive to this satirical ploy?

Why trust in its seeming innocence

That ultimately sustains but disapoints

Why sustain when senseless?

Why cling to a false memory?

People make exceptional sheep

Follow forever the sheppard astray

Faith in tomorrow when darkeness

Clouds today

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