hope?

a glimmer of hope
after letting go?
or is this just an
excuse for my old
demons to come back.

a chance for
dreams once
dreamt,
a new beginning?

with light comes shadows
and with hope, doubt.
a flaming passion and a
burning fury. anger at
myself, anger at chaos.
rage at the past.

and i stand at the threshold
of light and darkness, standing
guard between ecstasy and
depression again and
i must fight it.

i just hope its not a trap.