Hope

There is a road so long and this despondency so strong
And the only hope of living seems lost and shattered
Oh, it’s all black and blank!

I sometimes feel that the pain is now filled up to the brim
But I am so used to it, that emptying it also seems a sin!

Is there any hiatus to this anguish?
And there can be a comeback when you feel happy and accomplished

We sometimes find a ray of hope when all the doors are closed
And when that too is gone, it’s always more painful than ever before
Now I wonder sometimes, if that hope was a bliss or sorrow in disguise

Sitting in the corner of my room with tears in my eyes, I still crave for a silver line,

But this thought drives me insane if this new hope will make me suffer or make me live again.

Author's Note

This is the first poem I have written

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Wow, this is very good for a first attempt. The content, however, is more than a little depressing. It speaks of one in the throes of clinical depression; a condition I'm sadly not altogether unfamiliar with. I was diagnosed with bi-polar at a very young age but my episodes of depression and bouts of anxiety lessened with the years. I've developed many different coping mechanisms not the least among which is writing. Writing can be a very cathartic experience; cleansing the soul and heart of unwanted clutter. I enjoyed your poem and look forward to reading more from you. Keep the faith.

[Bliss in Sorrow]

Thanks Fabian. Writing really do cleanse our soul and keeps our heart warm and I feel better with each passing day through sharing my thoughts. I am glad you enjoyed it :)

[light and ashes]

Ive been here. I really dont want to think about those times.....I eventually found my way out. I really hope you do too.

[Bliss in Sorrow]

That's amazing that you could find you way out. I am also trying to do so :)

[light and ashes]

Have faith in yourself. Be strong. Keep an open mind.

[Writergurl]

there is always a light of hope. I could really feel emotions through out this write.

[Bliss in Sorrow]

Thanks, Writergurl :)

[Kim S.]

There is always hope, I enjoyed the last line, there is a lot of emotion in your write,
nicely expressed

[Bliss in Sorrow]

Thanks Beckie, I am glad you liked it 😊

[Coyote Poetry]

Dear Poet. Every day we live. A opportunity to find our proper place.
"Sitting in the corner of my room with tears in my eyes, I still crave for a silver line,
But this thought drives me insane if this new hope will make me suffer or make me live again"
The above lines, I have pondered often. I keep going forward and I hope for a good landing. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Bliss in Sorrow]

Thanks a lot..I completely agree moving forward is the only way to be in a happy space..appreciate you taking out time to read it.

[Coyote Poetry]

We must and you are welcome.

[Betty Hermelee]

Will there be any hope for me? What will help me rise from this sorrow? This long empty road…..wonder if hope is in disguise but it eventually will be my nemesis for a more pleasant life.
Nice!
Best, B

[Bliss in Sorrow]

Thanks Betty for taking out time to read it 🙂

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome!

[Red Brick Keshner]

Wow, that second stanza does reverberate! Reminds me somewhat of the Stockholm syndrome, somehow, but in a more emotional and intellectual-feeling way. Watching out for a sliver of hope is like a dopamine shot, it would seem. They see to make the tears less salty, and the suffering less of a cutting edge. Thanks for sharing.

[Bliss in Sorrow]

Thanks for this great analysis Frederick :)
I believe everyone of us feels hopeless at sometimes and no matter how hopeful we are, things turn out to be wrong. I wrote it from my personal experiences where I have seen really amazing and kind hearted people constantly suffering. But I do agree hope is the dopamine shot here and time is the healer. Thanks again for taking out time :)

[John the Baptist]

This offering seems to present a picture of depression. Apparently the emotional pain has being going on for some time, for the speaker admits to being used to it. There is some indication that all hope has not been abandoned, but one wonders how long such anguish can be borne. I think professional help is urgently needed here, before tragedy occurs.

[Bliss in Sorrow]

Thanks for taking out time to read this. However, it's not my story, I was just trying to express emotions of how a hopeless and depressed person could feel at times. I totally agree, professional help is definitely needed during such times. Really appreciate your feedback on this :)

[Cherrie Palmer]

Excellent work.
People and animals both can become so trapped by their surrounding they cannot see hope for what it might be. Only for what it has been.

[Bliss in Sorrow]

Thanks Cherrie, what you mentioned above makes total sense. Thanks for taking out time to read this, appreciate it :)