Hopeless
While hopelessness is not permanent.
I will always lament.
Those days I thought I could never be forgiven.
My innocence was my devastation.
As I was unknowing, that instead of rising above an illness.
I was simply giving up togetherness.
I didn’t even realize that I was expressionless.
And that the attempts to help me were not threats.
Just like the sun was not trying to threaten me with more daylight.
I would rather face the wrath of a senseless night!
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2022
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