It seems all I have is the paper and pen

The words I write

Void of delight

But this is my therapy

It keeps me sane

It keeps me going

Keeps me holding

On

To hope

That seems so far away

But I see a whisper of it

A glimmer of it today

A flash of it yesterday

And tomorrow

I long for it to grow

I want my hope to be as bright as the sun

Always strong and radiant

But that's only something I dream for fun...

~A.E.