What would become of me,
without Hope,
to tells me to wait and see.
,but at other times Hope is nowhere near,
simply seems to dissapear.
Shame and Confusion very often visit,
They laugh and belittle me.
Self-pity comes along,
and tells me I'm a fool.
Dissapointment is present,
He blows negativity into my ear.
and keeps me occupied,
all day and night.
It's a constant struggle,
It might weigh heavily,
but I want the truth,
so Acceptance can come to my rescue
and bring me some peace.
I'm Impatient.
