hope...i have hope to stop cutting. poetry gives me hope. i have hope to be 'someone' one day. i already am 'someone'... by having a hope. I already am someone alive and with dreams....
your poem makes me want to be stronger. thank you for writing it. keep writing. beth.
hope...i have hope to stop cutting. poetry gives me hope. i have hope to be 'someone' one day. i already am 'someone'... by having a hope. I already am someone alive and with dreams....
your poem makes me want to be stronger. thank you for writing it. keep writing. beth.
Shadowed in the corner...
Hope, like a dried up well, has disappeared over time.
Shadowed in the corner...
A single man pours water, illuminates hope for one, for all.
i really liked your piece by the way, but hope never disappears, it just gets lost.
peace
JM