hope in the ground

theres something sickening about hope,
when your heart is stressed...
emotionally undressed,
mentally unprepared for what's next....
its like sex in the city,
without the sex in the next town over
she's gone like a passing wind,
and i never got to know her...
theres nothing left for her,
she's dead and gone to me
theres nothing left for her,
when she returns i dont know where ill be
sleep evades like the darkness in sunlight,
my eyes doze but there is no rest,
i feel the morning rise, the new day breaks
i still haven't slept...

this medication is not working..
maybe just double the dose
powders, pills and a midnight stroll
there is no one who truly knows...

i put my hope into an empty grave
but it will rise from the dead..
i been here two days and not a sound
remember what i said...