I’ve never had a soul Death is what defines me
I cringe at the light
I fear for hope
I crave for the blade
That puts me in my shade
I’m hollow and shallow
But me never ends
so haunting but beautiful š
So, what is it that would make us ” Fear for hope”? Is it the fear of change that might accompany our hope? Or is it the need to hold onto our existing perspective of hopelessness and blame?
Shakti
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so haunting but beautiful š
So, what is it that would make us ” Fear for hope”? Is it the fear of change that might accompany our hope? Or is it the need to hold onto our existing perspective of hopelessness and blame?
Shakti