Moved by hope
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fathomless It is perhaps, the end of the beginning.
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Human beings never fail to amaze me. How is it that we always find it in us to hope, no matter how tough the times are? Just a jumble of thoughts.
It feels good to write again.

Moved by hope

Sometimes we feel trapped,

Sometimes we feel trapped, Drowning in a sea of darkness.

Sometimes we feel trapped, Drowning in a sea of darkness. Every day feels pointless,

Sometimes we feel trapped, Drowning in a sea of darkness. Every day feels pointless, Every second an endless loop.

Sometimes we feel a veil cover our eyes,

Sometimes we feel a veil cover our eyes, Blinding us from this monotonous earth.

Sometimes we feel a veil cover our eyes, Blinding us from this monotonous earth. Sometimes we stare at the four walls of our house,

Sometimes we feel a veil cover our eyes, Blinding us from this monotonous earth. Sometimes we stare at the four walls of our house, Struggling to feel something at all

Sometimes we feel a veil cover our eyes, Blinding us from this monotonous earth. Sometimes we stare at the four walls of our house, Struggling to feel something at all, anything.

Yet sometimes we see the trees sway in a stray breeze,

Yet sometimes we see the trees sway in a stray breeze, Casting shadows on our plain walls.

Yet sometimes we see the trees sway in a stray breeze, Casting shadows on our plain walls. Sometimes we sit by the window,

Yet sometimes we see the trees sway in a stray breeze, Casting shadows on our plain walls. Sometimes we sit by the window, The sky painted with a soft glow,

Yet sometimes we see the trees sway in a stray breeze, Casting shadows on our plain walls. Sometimes we sit by the window, The sky painted with a soft glow, Filling us with a strange sense of fulfillment.

Sometimes we watch little animals wander about,

Sometimes we watch little animals wander about, Sensing the freedom coursing through their limbs-

Sometimes we watch little animals wander about, Sensing the freedom coursing through their limbs- A lost feeling of longing and happiness.

Sometimes we seek the warmth in a mug of tea, To chase away the familiar numbness.

Sometimes we seek the warmth in a mug of tea, To chase away the familiar numbness. Sometimes we seek the silence of our bedrooms, To escape from the blue days.

Sometimes we seek the warmth in a mug of tea, To chase away the familiar numbness. Sometimes we seek the silence of our bedrooms, To escape from the blue days. Sometimes we seek a familiar hand, To anchor us to our present.

Sometimes we seek…

Sometimes we seek… hope.

Sometimes we seek… hope. That strange magic that whispers to us,

Sometimes we seek… hope. That strange magic that whispers to us, To push forward every day,

Sometimes we seek… hope. That strange magic that whispers to us, To push forward every day, one day at a time.

Sometimes we seek… hope. That strange magic that whispers to us, To push forward every day, one day at a time. That mesmerizing power helping us see light,

Sometimes we seek… hope. That strange magic that whispers to us, To push forward every day, one day at a time. That mesmerizing power helping us see light, In this never ending darkness.

Sometimes we seek… hope. That strange magic that whispers to us, To push forward every day, one day at a time. That mesmerizing power helping us see light, In this never ending darkness. That wonderful secret that reminds us,

Sometimes we seek… hope. That strange magic that whispers to us, To push forward every day, one day at a time. That mesmerizing power helping us see light, In this never ending darkness. That wonderful secret that reminds us, We’re not alone, that this will pass too.

Hope.

Hope. Hope that one day things will go back to normal,

Hope. Hope that one day things will go back to normal, Hope that we find happiness once again,

Hope. Hope that one day things will go back to normal, Hope that we find happiness once again, Hope that we find the little things in life,

Hope. Hope that one day things will go back to normal, Hope that we find happiness once again, Hope that we find the little things in life, To help us get through the big ones.

Hope. Hope that one day things will go back to normal, Hope that we find happiness once again, Hope that we find the little things in life, To help us get through the big ones. Hope that tomorrow will be a new beginning…

Hope.

Hope..

Hope…

Hope… Isn’t that a beautiful word?

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