Hope, Life, and All Hard Things

Of course it will get better.
It has to, right?

Life can't be this hard,
hope can't be this fragile despite

the fact that everyone i've ever known
has succumbed to the tears.

That the horrors don't wash away
throughout all these years.

But hope isn't a the end all be all
to our happy ending.

it's the knife in your hands,
even though they're trembling

when you've only got your fists.