Endless Hopelessness

I would awake everyday without hope,
like the wind blowing me to and about,
causing me to walk a fine slippery slope;
I was oppressed and plagued with doubt

It left me bitter, reeling and motionless,
pain, despair followed like a dark cloud;
too focused on my endless hopelessness,
I felt disdain, ashamed, unable to be proud

My aspiration during my darkest moments,
is that hope would bring forth better days,
I longed for love, acceptance and atonement;
so, I became watchful and started to pray

I learned hope is not attained from human view
endless hope comes forth in spirituality and truth