Hopeless
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This poem is about hopelessness, and yet seeing that there is a way out.
I spent my days dreaming of darkness
stricken down, with nothing else left
without you I am nothing
yet the waters run dry
you left me so I could be free
but nothing chains me more strongly
than the thought of you and days gone by
I live as if it was already over
that is not healthy in any sense of the word
I become nothing
or that’s what I keep thinking
as the stars are my witnesses
I will prevail or perish in trying
I am all right
no
I am full of hatred
yes
I am hopeless
maybe
I can rise up
I will
let go of it
I want to tear down the walls
and watch as I crumble with them
back into nothingness, from which I came
