The Oddessy That Is Hope

Optimism, ever exhausting my spirit with endless promise to look forward. Onward you beacon but my body creaks at the notion of another accent to eventually topple.

Your Sentiment, unearthly nourishment for a famished mind. Empowered in your presence yet addicted in your absence.

Solitude, ease the beating from rapid succession to a place of internal comfort. Stand firm at your moments of weakness and acknowledge the reflection is your own.

Doubt, morbid though it may be walks adjacent to us in all unions. To question is to be human it’s the obsession over what may be that crumbles what now stands.

Hope, often resembling a shackle of obligation but in truth is a necessary burden. Our ever propelling faith is what grounds us through these trials. Motivates the worn souls that the dimmest of lights on the horizon is reachable.

Each step forward how ever small can represent the miles you’ve progressed from the darkness you leave behind.

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