Hate
this vile unrepentant energy
that courses through my veins
Anguish
this nefarious understanding that i cannot have
what belongs to another
this realisation that i may only want it
because i can never have it
pain
this settling of despondency
in my heart
that threatens to rule me
hope
this awareness
that i know
thus i can change
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I love the flow of the poem starts with hate, then anguish, and pain only to close with hope, hope is beautiful, it changes, it consoles, it sustains. I love faith
I agree with prettylyf. I was gonna say at least you have hope
well
well written
i love the hope part.
That's what I hold on to
keep hope even when luck is at its lowest ebb.
the only emotion (if it is) in that list that i pray you really do have is hope. I hope you have enough strength to get through this, It doesnt sound easy, but it definitely is necessary.
Remain strong
hope
this awareness
that i know
thus i can change
This is just for me and iam changing slowly yet am hopeful.
Thanks for passing by mine's. Blessings.
Anguish.
That part i relate to.
Knowing that something you want, you can never get.
The good thing is with hope you may still get something better.
i really think hope keeps us going.Without hope i think we have no goal to leave...
Those who say they have lost hope are among the most frustrated.Nothing like loosing hope..
we only tend to forget because of the depression we are into but hope is always there...
Hope...hope...hope....
Put me down for anguish. I hate when I give in to something or someone I know damn well I cannot have.
hope is the greates life saver, because it tells us"... this doesnt have to be the end..."
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