Glimmer of Hope

The stillness is like fire;
You can't breathe.
A cold breeze hits your cheek.
ILt hits the trees, disturbing the leaves.
The sun breaks through the clouds
It warms your face, bringing you hope.
Then as soon as it comes, it's gone;
The clouds roll over the sun
And the glimmer of hope is lost,
Bringing once again the tedious chore
Of having a normal life.