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Hoping




Hope springs eternal they say
Only for those who bloom with sunshine
It didn’t
Give me a rope already
To hang ‘out’ with.

How can
Snaps and flashes of happy
Really compensate for this life
Which is so crappy?
Tell me really

I am trying so hard
To things not to get under my skin
Maybe a dark soul I am
For nefarious I feel
A true villain I am.

Insatiated with my genesis and growth &
Too proud to acknowledge my misery
I still give it company
I don’t want to give into this darkness
Where I seem to navigate seamlessly

When I see a happy person
I wanna dent their teeth and
Wipe that elusive smile off it
Thinking that I grit mine
And flash a fake smile and move

So what is the end you may ask?
To fit in by killing my self or
To stand out by killing myself?
Maybe it is to simply wait for a tomorrow



And hope that hope springs from within 

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  1. ha...no killing is any good i think, much better to grow out of this like that sapling does towards a future sun...the Words have Power...wow...

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  2. I guess coping is better than killing... sooner or later all will be better.

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  4. Well, many people who fail at suicide live to be glad of it.

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  5. Insatiated with my genesis and growth &
    Too proud to acknowledge my misery
    I still give it company

    Most times one feels like giving up. Very true Samyuktha. Perhaps just play along hoping it'll solve by itself for the better.

    Hank

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  6. This definitely is one of your best!

    Especially this :
    "To fit in by killing my self or
    To stand out by killing myself?"

    Keep up the poet in you :)

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    1. Thanks!
      That means a lot , coming from a regular reader like you! :)

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  7. To fit in by killing my self or
    To stand out by killing myself?
    Wonderful lines. And yeah killing is no good and Hope is a good thing.

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