fuckin’ optimism.

optimism
fuckin’ optimism

when watching some movie
pursuit of happiness
forrest gump
or some shitty romcom
with a happy ending
listening to
the hero articulate
in his reassuring deep voice
carefully worded
inspirational lines

when listening to music
or reading a book
or staring
at the night sky

a lump forms
in my heart
rising up to
my throat
the lump called hope
heavy
beautiful
lingering there
for a while

and it fades into
melancholy
leaving
no traces
behind

morning dew
on a hot
summer’s day

​https://dailypost.wordpress.com/2017/05/31/trace/

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s