No Reason To Care

(9/4/94 / Somewhere)

`I Hope`


I hope
I know it's stupid to hope
it always seems so pointless
so useless
and stupid
because when you hope
you think there's something better
when there never is
and when your hope is proven useless
you die a little inside
I hope
and because I hope
my life
my body
and soul
is dead

Submitted: Sunday, April 26, 2009

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  • Trevor Gronning (8/25/2009 10:18:00 PM)

    Wow. In my opinion 'wonderful' is not a word to describe this poem. It is sad and depressing. 'True' is a fine word to describe this, but 'dark', I think gloomy would be a better choice. I use to always have hope and could never be brought down, until my spirit was shattered just over two years ago. Now everything is crashing down and this poem is what is happening to me. I love it for that, and am sad at the same time. (Report) Reply

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