In the days of my discontent

In the days of my disbelief

In the days of my sorrow

Misery, and pain

Still a sliver of light

A brief glance of hope

The smallest hint that

Better days are coming

Whether truth or fiction

I do not know

But I hold on to the

Slimmest thread

That tomorrow

Or one of the tomorrows

Will be better

Then today

(A prayer of hope…whether true or out of despair…I do not know)