That's Not How I Expected My Morning To Go At All - Blog Posts

poetry hope hope is a decision hope is a choice it's like an inner most persistent voice it may not make things painless easy or right but it gets you back up to continue your fight whether it's born from love pain faith or spite hope is a wish to reach out for a light but also a will with the same light to burn like phoenix from ashes to ever return hope is your sword and shield heavy yet true you keep it alive it does the same for you hope dispels the darkness no matter the strife that one guiding star that you trust with your life hope warms and awakens your soul like spring rain reminds you that nothing is ever in vain it stays through the seasons one thing you can't fake an instinct and still it's a promise you make ahahah help I can't STOP there's more where it came from I blame mumblesplash for being such a good muse and other lovely people in tags sudden poetry that's not how I expected my morning to go at all