HOPE

like paperweights

in the back of my head

like layers of skin

i wish that i could shed

memories

i wish could be like the dreams

the ones I wake up from

and I forget

-

but i wake up

and it's all the same

it's hard enough

to make it through some days

just trying to keep

my head on straight

I'm just trying to keep

my head on straight

but I can't and I fall apart

more often than not

i'm okay with that

if it shows you where to start

but i can't keep

those happy thoughts

that keep me off my feet

they all slip past my eyes

before my hands

can even reach

-

everything's not as it should be

including me

everything's not as it should be

-

would the child you were

be okay with who you are

are you really content

with all that you settle for

do you really have

everything that you need

when you're faced with death

will you go as confidently

-

see that day's coming sooner

than you'll ever know

and you'll stand before the throne

of the One who spoke the words

that encapsulate all you are

meant to be and all you mock

in the end all that matters is

if you're known or if you're not

-

I pray you are