Hope

Rushing forward, without any real momentum
but anything to keep from looking back.....

knowing at any moment,
a simple stumble
will bring me back down on my knees...

but HE keeps it so soft and beautiful..
He keeps the hope in me....

and so I keep hope for "US"

for too often
 I fear
"I" have long gone...

still lingering,
in some dark self loathing shadow years ago
trapped in my own memories
forever suffering those heartwrenching moments
over and over
and over
and over
and over
and over
and over and over
...
again

so yes.
I hold on to hope.