Tuesday, April 8, 2025

"Hope Everything Is..."

 




"Hope Everything Is..."

Hope everything is okay today,
That clouds may break and drift away.
Hope everything is well and light,
Though shadows linger out of sight.

Hope everything is awesome still,
Even when dreams bend to will.
Hope everything is amazing too,
Despite the doubt I'm walking through.

It doesn’t feel quite right inside,
The heart retreats, it tries to hide.
It beats in disbelief, unsure,
Wounds unspoken, hard to cure.

A disloyal state, it seems, I dwell,
Where nothing grounds me, none can tell.
Everything floats, up in the air,
Like whispers lost in empty prayer.

Hope everything just finds its end,
This ache I can no longer fend.
Don’t want to stay, not in this space,
Don't want to smile or show a face.

I just want silence, to be alone,
Within my room, safe and unknown.
Or in a library, calm and wide,
With just my thoughts, nowhere to hide.

To be myself, my truest core,
No masks, no pressure to adore.
Just contented me, at gentle peace,
Where all the noise and worries cease.

I want the path to smooth and clear,
To calm the storm inside me here.
I want this heart to feel no fight,
To sleep in warmth, to breathe in light.

But still it aches, I don’t know why,
No matter how I laugh or try.
This heart holds problems deep and vast,
Like echoes ringing from the past.

An unease that I cannot name,
A silent scream, a quiet flame.
I feel undone, a thread pulled tight,
Unraveling deep into the night.

But still I hope, though faint and small,
That peace will come, and fears will fall.
That maybe in the hush of time,
I’ll find myself, and all will rhyme.

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