Something Called Hope.

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I cried and cried a lot once.
With burden on my heart of tons.

Distressed and hopeless I layed in my bed.
With sadness and failure I was led.

My room was filled up with my sobs.
I felt so down while surrounded by nobs.

I wanted to die or disappear.
Or rather be a pen, book or tear.

With my head in my pillow, throwing hiccups around.
With my heart where only hopelessness was found.

I started to hear out something.
Perhaps a whisper or a ring.

But on focusing on it I found out.
'It's a soothing music ' I thought out.

Listening to it I felt so relieved.
That I forgot about those who deceived

I kept listening to it, relaxing my heart.
Filling up my wounds, scars and cut.

I fell asleep, awoke motivated.
Still hearing hummings self replicating.

I didn't want to know who or what it was.
But legend says that hope it was.

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#Inspired by poem hope by Emily..

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