I hope.

Where did this hope come from?

Is there something wrong with me?

Have I read too many delusional fairy tales?

Am I truly insane and stupid to deny the nightmare status quo?

I keep telling my heart

This is life,

Accept our doomed fate

But my heart continues to beat out

Hope after hope,

Dream after dream.

It’s logical to despair,

It’s sane to be desolate,

It’s easy to fall.

But even then,

I hope.

Denying everything,

I hope.

Playing the fool,

I hope.

Being me,

I hope.

By Dana Trick

From: United States

Website: https://www.deviantart.com/silencedbook9