Charming endeavors harbor pain
Melancholic facades are dull and dim
Rage seeks only by plot of gain
Only hope remains by the morning’s whim
Hope is a welcomed nail
That bled my soul awake,
Resilient to the vale
And makes the mountains quake.
Hold fast to the stars-
Forget not our plight!
Gold are our scars:
Black in perfect light.
Forget nothing- but everything
Will always be a hopeful blunder
I have never known a sweeter sting
Than the hope that throws me asunder.
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 3:50 AM UTC
Charming endeavors harbor pain
Melancholic facades are dull and dim
Rage seeks only by plot of gain
Only hope remains by the morning’s whim
Hope is a welcomed nail
That bled my soul awake,
Resilient to the vale
And makes the mountains quake.
Hold fast to the stars-
Forget not our plight!
Gold are our scars:
Black in perfect light.
Forget nothing- but everything
Will always be a hopeful blunder
I have never known a sweeter sting
Than the hope that throws me asunder.
