The sun rises and sets everyday,
An unbroken cycle of hope,
An awakening of expectations...
Yet some of us can not see past our blues nor feel the beauty or hope surrounding us.
We awaken to a dark aimless routine of neverending depression and emotionless stumble.
We are caught up and hell bent on survival and gain,
We forget for that moment about our heartbreaking pain,
Until the end of day draw near and the faithful sun starts to set,
We remember our problems in full force and start to then regret,
We regret our choices and ignorance to this morning's daybreak,
We worry and think about the hope we blinded ourselves too for comforts sake.
We reflect on how every new day brings so much promise and hope,
We try and convince our hearts that was how we cope,
But alas we are just humankind,
Tomorrow comes and we will pay no mind,
Again we will stumble hopelessly on,
All that we learned today suddenly gone.
Because that is what us..the broken ones do,
Instead of seeing the light and the hope,
We see only what our pain and tears believe true.
©lollasmith
L