#WritcoPoemPrompt32

The sun rises and sets everyday,
An unbroken cycle of hope,
An awakening of expectations,
Miserably falling as the day ends.

Still I fight and find a reason to stay,
Cause my mother haven't raised me to quit,
Her believe in me shows what I meant to her,
I've seen god, a fighter in her for the immense love and hope towards life and in me.

I really don't know how I will lead this life
Wearing all the wound wounded by few
Deep down...