Hope; a foolish dream.

Yet, a fire we must keep lit, for without hope, what is the purpose of life?

Hope keeps us going, keeps us sane, keeps us strong.

In those moments when life knocks us down, hope helps us up.

We hope that life will get better.

We hope for a brighter future.

We hope that we find peace.

Yet living in the hopes that something better will come along is not living at all. Not really.

There is limit to how much hope we can hold. A fire can only stay lit for so long with our own fuel.

If other people do not come along and give us some of theirs, before long, we find ourselves in the dark

and in the dark, our demons thrive.

Hope is what makes us strong. It is why we are here. It is what we fight with when all else is lost.

But,

what do we fight our demons with when we run out of hope?

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