When Death Becomes Your Only Hope

Soul Poetry

When the only way you view

a way out of the pain

you are forced to live in,

is through release from this state of being,

you have come to the end of any rationality.

And I fear,

I am coming too close to that place now.

When you think of your demise

as your liberation from all that binds you,

it begins to take precidence in your mind

over all thoughts of optimism,

all thoughts of normalcy.

And I fear,

my thoughts are too far down that path to turn back.

When death becomes your only hope,

nothing else seems worth wishing for anymore,

when wishes, have before now,

been only futile attempts at pitiful grasping

and spat back in your face.

And I fear,

that is what I hope for the most...

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