My soul aches for a sense of normalcy

Settling quickly for chaos instead

The daily drone, a welcome monotony

Pockmarked with lingering moments of dread

A world full of promise, thrown into the pits of hell

Destabilized by vessels throbbing with hate

Cries for peace fading, withering against hardened shells

Remnants of hope violently dashed away

How does one maintain stability against empty promises?

Laying credence to words uttered by quivering lips 

Masking a threat that there will be more of this

Morsels of strength squeezed out by life’s tightening grip

I struggle to see the point of trying, attempting against unforgiving odds

To settle the storm that rages within me

Whispering empty prayers to docile gods

For a version of life without futility

Taking comfort in the warm embrace of kindred souls

Tangible connections held fast against blooming turmoil

A connection of minds and steady hands to hold 

Planting seeds of newfound hope on fertile soil