Hope

Someday we'll get there,
where all imagined, comes true,
someday we'll get there,
when I end my days of rue,

And on that day,
you'll come to me, giddy with a smile,
then there you'll see, there is no me,
but fragments of my mind.

For I am lost, away in thoughts,
that keep me up all day,
for I am gone, somewhere within the dawn,
that help me wither away.

[But maybe, if all goes well]

someday we'll get there,
where all imagined, comes true,
someday we'll get there,
when I end my days of rue.