Pocket Full Of Hope

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Pocket Full Of Hope

So tired of playing games that I cannot win
Laughter and smiles have become a seldom thing
Awake in the morning with no reason to rise
There’s nothing to aim for no benchmark no prize
No point getting dressed with nowhere to elope
I’ve got a bucket full of woe and just a pocket full of hope

Can't find myself a job and I need one now
The wheels of negativity revolve behind my brow
Try searching for my soul but the map is creased and torn
My dreams all run for cover as cruel reality swarms
The fire in my heart has now reduced to smoke
I’ve got a bucket full of woe and just a pocket full of hope

I walk the streets at night devoid of destination
Beneath electric streetlights and a distant constellation
The moon is on display and im sure it will turn blue
Before I smile again and self-confidence creeps threw
I wish the moon was closer I wish I had a telescope
I’ve got a bucket full of woe and just a pocket full of hope

The sun seldom shines and when it does it casts no shadow
Cupid tries to shoot me with a broken arrow
I have nowone to hold to share the love I garner
My ship will not come in im left freezing at life’s harbor
I have no cause for laughter though I feel like a joke
I’ve got a bucket full of woe and just a pocket full of hope

 

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