Hope

Sometimes you hope more than anything that you could tell someone that everything is going to be okay.
And that they would believe you.
You start to hope that if you pray loud enough, they might hear you.
That they might know that you love them.
Your head sinks into your knees, when you lose faith.
And you beg in between tears
That they might hear you
Until the words no longer come, and you fall asleep hopeless.