HOPE
by
Maia
There’s
something missing in my heart.
Something
small?
No
. . .
Something
big.
What
is it?
A
pushing pulling laughing piece
That
I cannot find
Mocking
me, screaming to try harder.
I
try.
But
still
It
hides
Like
it wants me
To
Feel
Pain
Worse
than I already do.
Come
out,
I
call
But
it won’t
Budge.
Why?
When
you hope, things can go wrong.
Isn’t
hope supposed to be happy
Strong
and caring?
I
hope for hope and happiness, but . . .
A
piece
Of
hope
Lies
beneath me.
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