I hoped
Things would be different
I hoped
To have much more
Hope is fragile
I hoped
To be better
To love and be loved
To be happy and free from the shackles of my desires and pain
I hoped
To heal
To be seen
Hop is fragile
More brittle than the most brittle of glass
Hope
Like an egg, To be cradled and never dropped
But it us no use
to hold on for it would break
No matter how gentle you are
Hope
A thread so thin so small so frail
Yet we hold on
We hold on to the uncertainty of life
To the vulnerability of our hearts
To what is not promised
We hold on to Hope and Fate
But in the end
In the very end
Hope is fragile