Hopeless
Too many nights,
Pray for something better.
Too many days,
Fighting reality.
Too many dawns,
Filling your cup with hope,
Too many dusks,
Draining of all but dread.
Not enough mornings,
With glee filling the hollow hearts.
Not enough evenings,
With contentment ruling the starving mind.
Not enough moons,
To curb the craving of its light.
Not enough sun,
To brighten the light in their eyes.
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