Author has written 49 stories for Fantasy, Life, General, Friendship, War, Essay, and General.
I wrote this poem-scrap a long time ago. It represents who I used to be. I can barely remember that person now.
the same as ever, she stalks through life
a pretence of company
a reality of untrusting solitude
a volatile mess
what is the point of hope?
it never works out that way.
Hope is important. Without hope there is no living, no life.
Smile at someone, laugh with someone else. Enjoy life to the max. These things all sound so terribly overused, oversaid, dry, meaningless, do they not...? Don't take them as such. Believe them.