HOPE

Elated I was...broken too;

Despondent, sad....too lonely to be true

The storms...the heartbreak...

I rose above it all.

Suppressed are the emotions deep enough

Not again am I willing to fall;

Suffering as I am, I often fake a smile

They still think I'm rude

My rudeness is my defence.

Both lonely and desperate to be alone...

With them, I'm cautiously tense.

 But with the rays of the rising sun I
see hope...

Hope for them...hope for me...

For all the love, the happiness I see

Realise I do... this sadness is futile

Each small thing...the elation is worthwhile.

Even when alone, you are with you

 

Realise I do....this hope is
true!

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From Car-el

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This poem kind of has a pagan

This poem kind of has a pagan or earthly vibe to it.  I can definitely relate to "both lonely and desperate to be alone."  I couldn't have said it any better myself!

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yes...the conflicts in my

yes...the conflicts in my head many a times originate from this feeling. 

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Well I think it is well

Well I think it is well written and I write a lot about similar content, so its relatable.