Bits of Hope

Words spill out across the page
Placing hope in newborn rage
My escape, my guilty pleasure
Rushed at once, not measure by measure
Pen and paper is the cure
Of the emotions I endure
Every hardship is defined
With simple tools and an able mind
Writing is boundless, that's the way
I write new things every day
Joy and grief, romance and doom
All included in stories that loom
Over us like stars so bright
Bits of hope on a bitter night