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