Poem: Hope So

I saw myself today.

I do not know how to feel.

The person that was looking back made me feel real.

The sense of losing hope crosses the door.

The idea of not looking no more is all I could cure.

The eyes that weep for the past, now glimmer with the dreams for the year.

Is this correct.

The person that is looking back is seeing the same one as me.

Is this the future that was once dim is not fully bright?

I truly hope so, maybe then everything will be all right.