Can it truly be defined as, 'Hope'
Can the word be used when there is doubt behind it
Even if it is subconscious, it brings false meaning to the thought.
While 'Hate' is black and white
It is solid, it is for sure
The other is cloudy at far too many times
Taking away from the purpose of the word
In the end it is essential to living, to coping
Although it brings the possibility of even more reason to need it
When the undesired is the harsh, inescapable reality
Thus repeating the cycle, and begins a search for another word, a word which brings comfort
Solely to replace the consequences of the reality unraveled.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem