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,


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.