Tuesday
Hope
Something
for the longest time
i have had no faith in
sad but true
because
it seems
all of my wishes go unheard
dead before they were dying
floating in a pool of ifs
carnivourous whys
that turned the cool heartless waters
into shades and memories
that bled
and bled
and bled
until there was nothing more
than a thick layer of scab
refusing to heal
or peel away
and maybe i dont want whats benath revealed
as solid and hard as truth
ugly and blind like hairless moles
making scraping noises so soft its sick
hope has gone away
and i prey
with tears and laziness
that this will go away
bring back my pools of loviliness
reverse all this decay
