A Hope for “Someday”

And then, there was nothing left, just the barren landscape, empty like me. Mountains in the horizon with all they’re earthy glory, standing still. It was an unending hollow, emptiness quite unlike anything else, abandoned in the middle of nowhere. When they left, they left nothing. It’s not as if they had a choice, there’s nothing out there, nothing to live for; they couldn’t take me with them, I am but a dead weight. I understand. But still, it’s lonely.

Abandoned Settler Home, by Cameron Cope

The sky is the only thing that changes, blue to black, black to blue, occasionally scattered with stray clouds. The burning sun and silver moon, that’s all. Oh, but there is hope…a hope for ”someday”…that I’ll live again, I’ll be more than just a dead weight.

This can be my story or anybody’s story, an old, very battered and endlessly repeated one. And this is a story captured in simple but exquisite frame by Cameron Cope (Victoria, Australia).

Article written by: Sadia Naheen
Inspired by: Photo of the Day | October 24 | Abandoned Settler Home, by Cameron Cope