Hope
Tears at your insides and somehow
It’s the one thing keeping you alive.
When you hear about good things,
About beautiful things,
They don’t tell you that beauty hurts
Good hurts
It is bigger than us and yet we try to take it all in.
I fell asleep under the stars once
And upon awaking I was terrified.
For a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity,
The stars became the eyes of the universe that pierced the very core of my being
And filled me with a vision of terrifying beauty.
Hope
Is what gives me my claws.
The claws that I use to tear away at fear
And show me the beautiful.
Fighting back hurts,
But fighting back means life.
Life is a chance to take part in the beautiful,
In the good.
I will take the pain of hope over any living death.