When I grew up I learned

Hope is the bridge between despair and joy

When we are small we only know joy

Life is full of the happy times

And we don’t see darkness

But adulthood approaches

And the

world gets tougher

There is despair when we are let down

Or when we fail, we might be crushed

But if we get back up we can walk that bridge

That hovers over our troubles

As we march into the edges of hope before our triumph

I know it is terrifying

But who are we to question the rose between two thorns

Of the emotional world in our mind