Hope

Broken, shattered, torn and tattered. There is more than pain that can matter. Though life can be hard, There are more than just the scars. In a way, one could say, Very rarely is there a sunny day. But once in a while, The broken hearted princess smiles. Through the dark gray and stormy clouds, A single ray of sunshine shines down. Clinging to that last lifeline of rope, At the end of the tunnel, there’s always hope.