BELIEVING IN HOPE
Once again I'm lost on the lane,
Stuck between the tick of time.
Memories of the past come crashing,
In the small cocoon called my mind.
Remnant of the pains I've once buried,
Their soul rise like choking smokes,
Reminding of those moments I long to forget;
When my tears fell like pearls,
Only to get lost among the river of betrayal;
When my cries were loud and broken,
Yet lost to the echoes of rejection.
But I still out their voices,
Block out their warnings.
And once again I'm falling,
In the endless abyss of love.
For I hear the swooshing sound of hope,
As it whips pass me with a gush of wind.
That just maybe, this time will be different.