Despair and Hope
I could have sworn when I woke,
you were there by my side,
and wanted this perfection,
to stay in my mind.
But time continued on,
and reality became clear.
So I closed my eyes,
to hold back the tears.
Listening to the clock tick,
in the room all alone,
wishing for only one thing,
for you to come home.
Sitting up in bed,
my hands fall through my hair,
the apparent darkness in this lonely room,
where I stall and despair.
I put on my clothes,
as time passes on,
and I begin to realize,
you're not completely gone.
Then hope fills my head,
and filters down to my heart,
and I hang on these thoughts,
to keep from falling apart.
