First published at 19:23 UTC on November 18th, 2017.
HOPE
This hope inside, it keeps me thinking
One day you'll be back, and my heart stops its sinking
Into that dark place, my mind's place of reckoning
As I stare into silence, on my knees I am beckoning
For you to return, I shouldn't have ...
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HOPE
This hope inside, it keeps me thinking
One day you'll be back, and my heart stops its sinking
Into that dark place, my mind's place of reckoning
As I stare into silence, on my knees I am beckoning
For you to return, I shouldn't have to wonder
Why that dream had to be cast asunder
And why I never felt good enough
To be in your life, to avoid the last snuff
Now you moved on, yet I sit here like a dope
Thinking you'll be back, with my bouquet of hope
Tanya Mills #dailypoetrychallenge
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