Hope and Misery

Misery loves company, we’ve all heard it. But what exactly is this notorious entity that accompanies us in our most wretched states of being?

What’s more cruel? Prolonged, torturous hope that inevitably breeds the pain eternally or brutal, blatant misery that never once cloaked itself in a thick fiber of hope? In other words, do these two concepts walk hand-in-hand?

You can have one without the other, sure, but it’s often overlooked that there’s a special kind of agony in simply hoping for the best, is there not?

Reviews

[Effie]

It is hard once your words take hold to not contemplate the layers of questions you pose. And the questions are met with yet more. This is a pleasure to read. Well done Haley!

[Haley]

thank you

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Haley.
"Misery loves company, we’ve all heard it. But what exactly is this notorious entity that accompanies us in our most wretched states of being?"
The above lines is needed. Bad days make the good days better. No struggle usually mean no life. Thank you for sharing your amazing words and thoughts. I enjoyed your work today. Please send read request. I would like to read more of your work.
Coyote

[Laurierose]

I like the extra addition of depth you've provided of hopeful misery through the use of this font. It encourages to answer the questions and even compel more ideas...Great read!

[Haley]

much appreciated, thank you!