Hope

Hope

A Poem by Not Afraid of Bruises
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written for a very good friend of mine...

"

for a friend


She crossed her arms and hung her head low,
teeth gently biting her lip until the scabs began to grow...

Holding her tightly, I sighed, asked for strength.

A God, I don't know many people like her,
anyone You should love more and
 even though she
lacks faith, she was always there for me.
Always there...

And now that she is shaking, her limbs ready for breaking
I wonder where the merciful souls have drifted. 
I wonder why we get such pleasure by making others shiver
out in the solitude, a nasty, chill kind of weather.

And I wonder...I wonder.

And it may be hours before dawn, and I'm
still scared as hell.
My own legs shaking, my heart breaking, I whisper,
"It has to get better now.   It has to..."

© 2008 Not Afraid of Bruises


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love this poem the title grabbd my attention and am gad I read it cause I can relate to it.

"She crossed her arms and hung her head low,
teeth gently biting her lip until the scabs began to grow..."

The first stanza relly makes the reader want to rea the wholething.

Nicey done


Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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I had to read this, based on judging it, technically, on it's cover. "Hope" is a big thing to me, no idea why.
I hope you shared this with a friend. I wrote a poem for a friend... I regret not being able to show it to her.... One side note: Hope is a good title for this piece. Nice job on your writing!

Posted 16 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Quite emotional but still very well-written. Sadness and hope are the main emotions presented here. Hopelessness though somehow still makes quite a stand. A bit heartbreaking... but packs quite a punch to the reader.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very Very well written... heart wrenching and completely captivating...
Excelent job...

~Frances~

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

love this poem the title grabbd my attention and am gad I read it cause I can relate to it.

"She crossed her arms and hung her head low,
teeth gently biting her lip until the scabs began to grow..."

The first stanza relly makes the reader want to rea the wholething.

Nicey done


Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This poem grabs the readers attention immediately, and this til the end. Well written, and very thought provoking!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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