#WritcoPoemPrompt32
The sun rises and sets everyday,
The unbroken cycle of hope,
The awakening of expectations
That better days would come
But doubt becomes our guardian
And disillusion parents us to pessimism
In fakeness and unsurity we profess
That ahead we forge and backward never
Yet still tomorrow remains our vilest fear
To sighn of our failure we give a sigh,
a glimpse of loss and a breath of despair.