Title: Hope for hope
by Jessica from Wales | in writing, poetry
I sit here and my thoughts drift to consider the world that was left for us.
We know little love or emotion, only the parodies of feeling touch our minds, but never your hearts. Maybe one day, the feelings will return, or maybe they shall languish as things of the past. Hear in these moments where seconds are eternities and eternities are seconds, then we can see what we have become, what we have failed to achieve.
Some day, far in the future or perhaps just tomorrow we will look back and laugh at our stupidity and ignorance and empty lives. But for now we must live them, day by grey day, and hope that hope will come again.
I just sat down and thought.
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