I've often heard it said
that hope can set you free.
Should hope be well founded,
that’s something I can see.
But just as hope might save,
its loss might strike a blow...
especially for one
unused to its warm glow.
While constant, bitter pain
drones on without refrain,
the senses become dull,
and it can be contained—
So one bereft of hope,
though wretched, thus survives.
Departure from that norm
is where the danger lies...
Once hope shines within
a lonely, tortured soul,
its abrupt withdrawal
may take a deadly toll;
For hope leads one to feel
exposed to the divine;
if, then, hope is destroyed,
despair shall dine sublime.
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