the waiting,
the hunger:
these things drive me,
propel me
because I am
always looking forward
to the next thing,
the next meal,
the next high.
Ultimately,
it is an optimistic view
that holds promise
for everything
that hasn’t happened yet.
I have no defense
for this faith,
so don’t ask.
I just keep punching,
keep writing,
keep trying.
No one can live this life,
wear these mistakes
like I can.
Yes,
one day I’ll be wrong
and there’ll be no more
breaths,
smiles,
embraces,
but until then
I breathe in the sweetness,
exhale the sadness,
live with hope.
"until then
ReplyDeleteI breathe in the sweetness,
exhale the sadness,
live with hope."
This is just dang good advice, Sir. I am trying to do the same. This life is hard. God is good.
The opening and closing are so strong --- the sandwich effect. Well done.
ReplyDeleteI admire your strength. Hope, optimism make life bearable. Pessimism is destructive, darkening the place we seek to free ourselves from, adds to the burden.
ReplyDeleteKind regards
Anna :o]
whatever troubles you bear, you bear with grace ~
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