Hope (Minahil Khan)
Sometimes, it’s hard not to give up,
Sometimes, it’s hard to come back up,
Sometimes, it all becomes blurry,
But then I see you,
Hope,
I see you,
In the depths of water too cold,
I see your hand,
Pulling me back up again,
Stopping me from giving up,
Helping me resurface,
And, I think to myself,
Is it really worth it?
Letting go?
The blue skies, the green lands
The beautiful smiles, the elegant hands?
Are they really not worth it?
And, I tell myself,
They are,
And then I am back up again,
And then I am Hope.