One Last Hope
He climbed the edge
Of uncertainty,
Ever upward
The fall so high
At the height of his
Desperation,
Plunging into regret
And sorrows tide
Hitting his last
Tomorrow,
Broken feelings
Left to drown
One last hope
The flow would wash him,
Into the pool
—of knowledge found
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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