Hope is …
Sometimes not worth it
It’s a risk
When you get your hopes up high
There’s a chance that in a moment
It gets crushed and as your heart begins
To crack, you see through your tears that
precious time was wasted
Hoping for … nothing at all …
I recently found this scribbled next to a flower with thorns drawn in black ink behind my Bio book when I was jotting down a friend’s number. I cannot, for the life of me, remember what had provoked me to write such a thing. Yes, I can be a pessimist sometimes but I don’t think it’s fair to attack hope like I did that day – whenever that was. I mean I believe we all run on hope, we all look forward to something, and we ‘hope’ it turns out all right, don’t we?
But then again, life ain’t all sweetness but I guess when things do get rough one of the first things we lose is … hope. Okay, there I go again, just stop! (Oh, I was talking to myself there, sorry) What’s important is grabbing and keeping a death grip on whatever hope we’ve got left because that’s what get’s us through these phases in our lives, isn’t it? I don’t mean to spread my gloomy mood that day to anyone but I felt like sharing those few forgotten lines with you anyways 🙂
I do hope you, whoever and wherever you are, have a great day or night!