The silliness that is hope....

Waiting for things to change...
Hope against hope that you will be surprised..
But to no avail..
Alas things are just the same...
Different faces..same old shit inside....
Human coconuts....
Very unassuming..hard..cold..unmoved externally..
Inside...softness and freshness awaits...but is it so?
The genuineness of it all....missing...
Masks all around....
....or is it their real faces staring back at you

Trying to please...trying to be loved...desperate actually....
Asking for what you know does not exist...
Like calling out for a dodo bird.....
Facing the reality....scary...
Knowing the truth....unacceptable...
You lie to yourself......
You are desperate to touch that which is inside..
You say you want to embrace it....be consumed by it..
But you are not ready...nor prepared..
you are not brave enough to let it engulf you..
The uncertainty..the mystery..
Though tempting...it will ultimately destroy...
But you still push.....

Striving to bring down the walls....
...Wanting to see what dwells within....
Are you ready...are you willing to take the ride...
Would you rather be safe..or risk it...
Is it the love..the passion...or stupidity...
The darkness is pulling you in....
The imaginary thrill that you hope for...
You sense the stiffness...so cold like steel....
But you still extend your hand....

Digging deeper..wanting more....
Yet,Emptiness is the only thing that awaits...
The need to live dangerously...
Awake the wild child....you say...
dance at the edge of the end..
Willing to let go and fall so far...
An endless pit of unknown awaits with open arms..
......But you hope to fall into an ocean of bliss....
As you go further down...you still hope..
Hope and hope some more...yet you see the emptiness...
And when finally you hit the bottom....
Its only dust,darkness and despair....
...oh golly you still grope in the dark for something good...
..Funny or ridiculous??


But why persist..insist to unwrap this parcel...
Why do you feel attracted to it....yet you know what awaits....
...You hope that this is not the case...
Convinced that there is plenty of goodness..
undiscovered oasis of pleasure that awaits....
yet you are drowning in constant fail..disappointments....

Oh Hope such a silly thing...
..Yet without it;you feel helpless....
So you keep to that path....
...and continue with this journey.....
Not knowing what you will find...
...Holding onto the expectations and assumptions..
the treasures you seek....you hope to find...
so you go on...ignoring all the rest....
..Such is the thrill of the unknown...
The relentlessness of hoping....
..That single red rose...growing in the abandoned city's ruins...