Hope is HopelessA Poem by IreneSomeone once told me “Don’t have hope,
have faith” Because hope is the poison that fuels our brains The medicinal drug that numbs the pain But never cures it She was a broken soul Lost in a sea of smiles and laughter All dressed in white While she stood out in black Alone Chaining her heart to her sleeve Kept insight but not unleashed She bled Suffocating from the mass welling inside That dared not escape the recesses of her mind And every so often she slipped She breathed And felt A single tear slide down her cheek As her head lay on her pillow Tired of hearing “It will get better” Sticks and stones may break bones But silence is suffocating Overwhelming And broken bones seem easy Compared to shattered minds When giving up is the light of reason When eternal sleep is the better option She had hope Putting her most sacred possession into the hands of
others Becoming completely vulnerable She gave them trust But with trust comes pain Because love is a double edged sword of sacrifice And beauty And trust is not the product of one But two Where actions aren’t defined as “I” but “we” Mind already brimming with insanity She dared to hope She dared to dream That this time might be different That her balancing act between dreams and reality Would keep her upright Spectators with beady eyes Waiting Watching For her to fall Slip, mess up Little voices whispering Just a little farther A little bit longer But her tired limbs are weary They threw stones to make her fumble Sometimes she slipped Sometimes she bruised But she kept on going She kept on hoping Getting more battered each time But it never got better When words are thrown like knives When loneliness is the epitome of your life But I guess that’s what you get When you have hope Instead of faith © 2013 IreneAuthor's Note
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Added on May 12, 2013Last Updated on May 24, 2013 AuthorIreneBC, CanadaAboutHi, my name is Irene. I love to write about experiences that I've gone through or topics I am passionate about. I'm a devout Catholic, who loves her faith and misses her "Big Brother" (in Spirit) .. more..Writing
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