I wait on some notion of hope
that exists as part of fantasy or myth
that at this point probably can't discern
me from who I was or who I was with
I fall again, and childhood takes one last
violent toll on my mind
and rise again, not a boy or girl
but a thing less kind
You are a poet, Which is already something beautiful and good, Regardless of all those, that never understood. Hope is never underestimating one's humanity. I wish you both, humanity and hope,
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The intricacies of hope hope are aptly captured in the poem. Well conceived and nicely brought forth with insight. Thanks for sharing.