One Hope Present

counting down the days...

One Hope Present

Flesh that parts quiet along the knife blade
Lyrics that resonate, ring alive, fade.
Spirals of chlorophyll cover, defy.
While I am living, this hope cannot die.

Edges of pain that has shrieked in my mind
Trembling despair nearly batters me blind.
Things left behind are more precious than breath.
While I can speak, I will not yield to death.

Watching the light for a chance of reprieve
It will all funnel to what I believe.
Time will bring healing, with scars it must give.
While I am dreaming, my dream will still live.
 

 

Author's Note

[this is not my poem. i found it on the internet and i wanted to share it with my fellow freedom writers] :) keep writing!!!