Hope’s Whisper

I’m trapped, ensnared in the suffocating embrace of overwhelming, never-ending pain, 

As I sit here, the line between life and death blurs into obscurity, a fragile boundary traversed by the weary and the downtrodden.

 And in the silence of the night, as the world slumbers unaware, I stand at the precipice of oblivion, tears streaming down my face,

torn between the longing for release, for relief, and the ever so faint glimmer of hope that dares to whisper, almost inaudibly: "Hold on, just a little longer….”

- Giusiana