Is The Glass Half Full?
As night drops it’s blanket on a day of shattered dreams I welcome the darkness Cocooned in its warmth Reflecting on the spectacular hopelessness of an existence gone awry My hiraeth is consuming I long for what will never be again and come to the realization that if I did not have bad luck I would have no luck at all Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Word Prompts Hiraeth - RDP Hopeless - FOWC Spectacular - Word of the Day Luck - Stream of Consciousness