There is a spark of hope that is now here
But why does it fill me with such fear
It is just a small flame struggling to stay alight
But this slight warmth causes a massive internal fight
In the past hope has been followed by pain
Of intensity that I could not bear and did not wane
So is it better just to accept my strife
That it will be part of my sad life
Each day a challenge, my problems remain
Hard emotions that cause ongoing pain
Sometimes I can overcome and push through
But often they just overwhelm and damage ensues
Is it better to focus on function and things I can control
To not further stress my damaged soul
Or could it be that this hope means something
Is it possible my story might have a happier ending
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
xoxoxo