Something Called Hope.
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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