When glimpses of the past threatens with a snigger,
I can see the gruesome hand wagging it's menacing finger
trying to warn me about an imminent future
Immured by the walls closing in-by life,
I stand here with what's left of hope.
though life hits rock-bottom,
and a pressing urge to succumb to despair prevails,
tomorrow is yet to come
and there lies a future that is brighter.
But what if all else fails?
The nagging question with no answer.
I let down all my defenses and hope.
Living under the pretense of happiness
Smiling to the world, for the world.
One day i hope,
someone learns the answer
I have searched for in vain.
With this hope i live,
hoping for a better tomorrow.
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