Hope Lost

Wanting all Getting none All this before the day is even done Lost hope and burnt dreams Have now but a shell to inhabit Now reality has sunk in And expectations Are residing in the bin Hope is a blender of emotions Hope is longing Wanting more Needing much Hope grinds away at your conscience Contorting your psyche Wrecking your inner peace Despair follows hope A multiplier of sorrows An architect of self-imposed doom Despair hope’s inner skin Wraps a wanting man in darkness Numbing him When hope leaves It stains a man Whose abandoned dreams reek his environment A stench most unbearable We often wish to run away From this contagious misery Nowhere out is the theme of his day Of him that let hope fly away Misery gnaws flesh long since deadened By constant doom He only lives to see is misfortunes mushroom His ever present pain is his only comfort Brooding with resentment He plot his own downfall Sinking deeper into a mire of self-pity A shattered man is he With No care for the world or himself Life is but a brutal regime Of outcomes imposed on him Him who has now become a non-entity An unseen man he is forever going to be Sometimes the shackles of living Won’t release you No matter how much you wish That death would consume you Grinning and bearing it is no use If woe and suffering always comes in twos You often wish you were in anothers’ shoes For this life is not the one you would choose