When hope seems lost, it must be so,
for all attempts have failed up to this point.
You are breathless and holding on for dear life.
But then a spark of light shines ever so faintly,
on your broken and weary spirit.
With one last struggling breath,
through sticky sweat and salty tears,
you inhale as deeply as your lungs will allow.
Exhale whispers with sweet relief,
that there is hope ~ after all, it was never lost.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
2 thoughts on “When Hope Seems Lost”
Love this one, reminded me of me a bit
Thank you! So glad you are enjoying my poetry!