Satisfying Hope

Satisfied an amazing word
That no one has till they are a corpse
Death satisfies, we commit suicide
A well known route to take
When the soul will forsake,
Life on earth, or should I say hell
This place us humans are forced to dwell.
A wide range of depression blankets the world.
No satisfaction can be earned.
Miserable and horrid these zombies are
Because the can’t find satisfaction in their hearts.
So they are dead inside
And barely alive
Eating flesh of others souls
Longing for a satisfying hope.
Hope of any desire a human could have,
Hope of salvation from all hateful words spoken.
Words that bite and tongues that cut
Take the satisfying hope needed to have any love.


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