Fatal Hope


Hope leaves a metallic taste

in my mouth, like blood dripping

from my tongue, that's been lashed

by words not meant.

Words, which are seemingly harmless,

but when spoken with treacherous lips,

inflect a fatal poison.

This poison, rapidly burns through veins

not meant to carry such pain, but

seem to endure the gravity of this false hope.

What false hope could weave poison

through weakened veins

and eat away at a tender heart?


  • Author: PoetessKrys (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 23rd, 2017 12:03
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 21


  • Shadowbox15

    A wise woman once said "It's better to give me a harsh reality than false hope!"

    • PoetessKrys

      Yes, absolutely!

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