Hope is a meaningless word
that means nothing to me,
as I sit here in this tree
looking at the stars,
wondering what life means to me.
I think of jumping off,
and ending all my hurt,
praying God will save me
and help me get through this.
But that will not be likely......
I will not be missed.
hope less......I see hope in writing poetry...... Don't you agree...? And the promise of many in Ph as friends! So cheers and welcome......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
God will help you, so dont even say its not likely, and I'm still praying for you every night, God, me, and some other people you know love you, and we would miss you