Hope.Writing prompt.

Is tired of this blackened world

with its poisonous vines invading

us in our dreams.

Hope is an empty

void a desolate belief.

Pandora’s box was empty.

she released all those evils including hope

into the world and they spread among

us in the air that we breathe.

We are the epiphany of darkness

our souls harness the pain of the weak,

feeding on the promise of hope.

Hope does not exist,

only the evils of darkness that seeped

from the box leaving behind

a dark abyss of nothingness…hope.

 

Karen Hayward ©2016