Hopeless, by S. Santorus | poems, essays, and short stories in Poeticous

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S. Santorus

Hopeless

When is something truly hopeless?

Is it when you cannot go on?

When life throws impossible obstacles in your path?

Is it that moment when you give up,

Tired of the injustice and apathy?

No, hopeless is when something is just out of reach

when you know you will never give up,

even after you have already lost.

(2013)

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