What is the importance of hope
It has become the tool for reason
It is why we embrace pain without leaving
And we are merely talking
As we are not seeing
Walking through existence
Straight or falling
Always begging for our calling
But consistently stumbling
But consistently falling
Hope is why we do not submit
To our own sadness
To our own bullshit
I will not forgive
The day that almost destroyed my hope
The day I almost hung from a beam in my garage
Defeated by, simply, a piece of rope
I choke
On the memories
The one’s that hold me back
Where will life take me
Will my mind crack
Despair and sadness
Transform into anger
And we all know dependency of such
Creates our own self-made danger
Who are we talking to
When our reflection is a stranger
Our intentions are real
In a state high above ground
That dangles
Who am I in the future
For that is all that hope is
A desire transformed into faith
That things will get better
Though this time, we do hate
And I sit
And I wait
For hope to give me courage
For hope to give me strength
For hope to keep me going
For whatever my life’s length
I am happy when lost in hope
I am found when I am happy
It is this found happiness
For the reason I let go
Of the rope
That almost smothered and destroyed
My very hope
