Hope

I have all these daydreams-

in my head.

All these fantasies of a man-

in my bed.

And one day I hope-

I hope,

I hope,

One day I won’t want it to be you.

Like glass cuts through skin-

you cut through my bones.

And everything I once dreamed-

silences me with a choke.

And these things I know-

I know,

I know,

These things will be my undoing.

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I have all these burdens-

i need to shed.

All the weight I pull around-

needs to rest.

And I pray this rope-

this rope,

this rope,

Will make my neck its home.

I have all these daydreams-

in my head.

All these fantasies of you-

with me in death.

And one day I hope-

i hope,

i hope,

One day it will be truth.