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Losing Hope

Alone with My Thoughts

By Alan MendezPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Such a suffocating atmosphere...yet I live in it day after day.

To live with this hope for a better tomorrow is a curs’ed tempest, a constant battle between fantasy & reality with a drought of disparity.

I often find myself pondering whether or not the only way to live must be to die...

Yet there remains a voice in the back of my mind...a voice that never subsides.

A yearning to find hope in love, to kill this hate that never resides, that dwells & constantly surges with such a potent yet exhilarating feel.

A sensation so domineering, so chaotic it’s insurmountable to even endeavor put into words & so perplex to even attempt to comprehend...

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Alan Mendez

Freelance Writer, Poet, Film Photographer.

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