Hopelessness

By: Mint Shows

umm...this was something i wrote around 2:00 in the morning as something to turn in for english...i don't really know what inspired it or anything..but it was pretty cool so i just decided to put it up here..

In the nastiest slum, the dirtiest gutter, the darkest corner, the tears of regret, the anguish of loss, lies the shimmer of hope. The faintest light in the midst of the void, hope holds us in our place, keeping us from descending further down the spiral of disaster so discreetly built under us. Hiding behind infinite fronts of emotion, it is the thread binding our sanity. If broken, we will find ourselves unwinding down the path of self destruction, where if we are not mended, a descent into the abyss is imminent. In the abyss lies hopelessness, a state of constant despair ending only in the wretched grips of irony. It is here a new hope is born spawning the desire for the precious arms of death's sweet serenity. Death is the only exit, our final freedom from hopelessness.

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