Hope's Tale

Hope's Tale

A Poem by Comewhatevermay
"

The Personification of Hope 3/26/07 to present

"
She is lost to me; a cause not worth seeking
She stumbles
And I haven't the heart to have my plea fall on deaf ears
She is our unicorn; emotionally unavaibable, but semi-attaintable
All a part of the game, this rush, downward spiral
And we're all watching it crumble

I want to look away, but like a train wreck, I can't
And so it escalates; Carry on
We are swooned by your empty promises
Discouraged only briefly by your sharp tongue
And we are all so devoted; All giving and no return
F**k it
Show no compassion, we will love you
Regardless

We will all be punished
Undermined by that b***h, Uncertainty
It's too late for choosing sides
Chaos, swift on Raven wings
We come full circle, only to start again
It is just this way
Some go; Some stay
An inevitable reminder that there is no security
Only controlled chaos; sweet night
And I am through pulling at her skirt
In the hopes of getting what I want

© 2016 Comewhatevermay


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Oh man, to whom do you write such a violent fight? I swish and sway, I land like clay, mold me rip me put me once more, because I see hope at the door. Is really lost when not wanting to be found? Then all you are is playing a game with a single noun. Dont look, wait.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Comewhatevermay

7 Years Ago

Not aimed at anyone, except maybe my own shattered hopes and dreams. There are days when impatience .. read more
Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse

7 Years Ago

Oh, days pass, theres a calendar full of them.
Comewhatevermay

7 Years Ago

Fortunately



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Oh man, to whom do you write such a violent fight? I swish and sway, I land like clay, mold me rip me put me once more, because I see hope at the door. Is really lost when not wanting to be found? Then all you are is playing a game with a single noun. Dont look, wait.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Comewhatevermay

7 Years Ago

Not aimed at anyone, except maybe my own shattered hopes and dreams. There are days when impatience .. read more
Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse

7 Years Ago

Oh, days pass, theres a calendar full of them.
Comewhatevermay

7 Years Ago

Fortunately

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Added on December 8, 2016
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Comewhatevermay
Comewhatevermay

Lake City, FL



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