I wrote this around 2015 for one of my projects called; " Working Girls Lament", still in the process of working on that. But the thought of this poem just hanging around in the "My Drive" cloud in Google kinda of depressed me. (Sort of ironic if you think about it for a bit.) Anyways here is...
Bitter Hope
It gets spoiled
when you spend
time thinking
about all that
can go wrong.
You hold on to hope
thinking as long as you
have it you can be strong.
Can you refresh hope?
Can you bring back joy
into your life?
Bitter Hope.
Tastes like ice
cream left into the
fridge to long.
What was sweet and quite delightful
makes you ask just what went wrong.
Can you say that what you promised
your heart; that you would be strong,
would last for long?
Bitter Hope.
Must hold out.
No matter how
long.
Can you refresh hope?
Can you bring back joy
into your life?
Yes.
Bitter Hope.
