A poem of hope for some new friends, and all my comrades in the fight for hope. I couldn’t sleep last night, and I thought of all of those struggling with the same thing, but without the support I receive from my incredible wife and family that makes sure my demons are vanquished with joy. Look out for each other folks, sit with a stranger, love one another. Let your pain be the fuel of love and joy.
Fuel, A Poem Of Hope by Silouan Green
Shattered memories light the mind
A colored lightning terror show
My life
All mine
Or just human
Take a chance
Hold a hand, different yet familiar
Red fades to life as we forgive ourselves
Horror the fuel to heal
The face in the mirror and others