Hope, is the refuge of the desperate..
For there is nothing else for them to hold on to , but Hope. They Hope for a miracle, they pray. They wish upon everything. A falling star, a flower, the mail van, a raven - anything and everything. You see them everywhere. They are the ones who say 'Bless You', after you sneeze. They smile, they cheer. Not because of the joy in their heart but because they are aware of its absence. They know what it means to go about a day in fear. Fear of the unknown, fear of putting their guard down for a moment, fear of their very life slipping away from them. To go without one smiling face or a kind word. Their heart aches , they bleed deep within. They know that the battle they fight is their own. They do not expect support, for they know this that they have to face is a fight of their own. They are well aware that in time of celebration they are surrounded, but when tomorrow becomes a horific tale they are alone. The bow their heads, they do their deed but in their heart they hold strong to Hope.
They wish , they cross their fingers because they do not know which would be that one wish that might come true. What would be that one thing that can make them smile again. They hope because they have reached that point of desperation. For every action they have taken, every task they have endured has been futile. They are out of plans, they are desperate for they have been burnt. And they do not have the strength to go thru another day. But yet they breathe, they strive and they pray for better days - all because of the Hope they hold within.
Never mock, laugh at somebody who hopes. Somebody who prays. They have seen more than you have, they have cried more than you ever will. They have gone thru days were they were unsure of seeing the sun rise, they have been thru it all and yet they are here, smiling, breathing and living.
We are but the sum total of the scars that make us. And it is their scars that makes them beautiful, it is the lines of pain that tells their story.When things take the bad route, everything turns sour. Your entire life crumbles in front of you. Don't judge, for you have no clue what their eyes have seen. They are the strong ones, the lucky ones for even in the face of everything adverse they survive or maybe strive to survive. They are the ones, who HOPE.