Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Hope. It's a foreign feeling.






I have a sense of hope. Somewhere in the anger of entrapment, there is the feeling that maybe this will all be over soon. I'll keep treading water, and I'll believe that I'm going to make it somewhere better. I'll earn it if I haven't already.



1 comment:

  1. You've certainly earned a better place. I love your poetic description of the hopelessness we have all felt at one time or another ;)

    -Tiana

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