✨HOPE IN SHADOW CLAWS ✨
Hope is meant to be seen in light
Dressed in a bright hue
If not clear
But enough to allow peace
Into my broken heart
I was taught
Hope, wasn't broken
Hope wasn't anything popular
It is rare.
To me,
Hope came in
In the night
It passed through the back door
And when I mean back door,
I mean the back entry of my heart
My soul tried withholding
The illusion of what hope was
But my delusion became thicker
Than my oblivion.
My mind returned into a state of confusion
But light was just somewhere beyond my grasp
It was not so far but somehow
Had a thing on me
And no matter how hard I tried
I kept being met with
Sharp claws
Tearing deeper into my skin,
My soul, my heart
And my reality beyond normal
And then it hits
Not harshly
But calmly
That Hope never came
Dressed in black
It was never in a mourning state
I was,
My life was a dark reality show
I really didn't know how to appreciate
Beyond the rays that never advanced into a beam
I learned so early to hide behind the illusion
Of how great I would be
I kept my heart behind
Made an illusion that made my image
Look greater but empty
And it dawned on me that hope was never
In shadow claws, but my shadow learned to grow claws.
©️ PEAFRANCIS (INK WHISPERER 🔥)
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