Visual Arts + Creativity

Poetry

Cos I'm hopeful

I've lived my life in hope 
Desperatly trying to improve my lonely reality
hoping made it easier 

And with every disappointment 
With every harsh word 
And broken promise 

With every story told 
And every opportunity missed 
With every wish 

And every prayer 
With every tear 
And every dream 

I lived in hope 

That maybe 
Just maybe 
Tomorrow my reality 
Would differ.

And though it kills me to admit 
I'm still hopeful. 
B.B. John