Chapter 9
hope
poems to books i'll never write and lyrics to songs i'll never sing
life without hope is misery
and i haven't felt hope in a while
i just keep feeling the burning and rot in my chest
paired with the buzzing of dull fluorescent lights in my ears
all i can think to do
is nothing
nothing at all
all i can think to do is sit here
and wait for my hope to come back home