Hope and WishA Poem by Laura StormThis is another one I wrote for class. It a Haibun poem I belive. Don't quote me though.Another fight. Voices raised high above the volume of my music, glass shattering along with years of love. I sit there and cry, wondering if this will be the last fight. Hoping that something will make the screaming stop. Wishing they would stay there, in their room, leaving me to my peace. Of course I know what they say about wishing and as soon as the front door slams shut, heavy angry footsteps pound towards my room. I cringe in the darkness and hold my breath. Hoping beyond hope that I could become small enough to go unnoticed.
You know what they say.
Wishing is for the hopeless,
Hope for the naive.
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1 Review Added on June 23, 2014 Last Updated on November 29, 2014 AuthorLaura StormBemidjiAboutI'm have sever clinical depression and still find reasons to smile everyday. I have high respect for those with an open mind but those who judge me and my poetry can stop reading now. I'm sweet but sh.. more..Writing
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