Hope

 What do you think lights up your soul?

Is it the wealth, the stuff, the goals?

Is it the love, attention, care and all?

You might just think that this is it

The simple and material, that shit

You might just hope that it will keep you hole

Through restless days, 

The sleepless nights gone asunder and afoul

You drown yourself in things that bring you intermittent joy

But endless nights still haunt you

And the brightness of the day you can’t enjoy

Anxiety the firm and only friend 

That prods and pokes the wounds and sores

The fucking brutal end

Won’t come, instead in scores

You are empowered and driven

By one and only cruel mistress, so deceiving 

The power that doesn’t stop

The everlasting, careless Hope!