Lamenting the loss of optimism

IVE LOST MYSELF

IN A WEALTH 

OF EMPTY CONTEMPLATION

A VAST ARRAY

OF POINTLESS THOUGHTS

THAT STAB ME THROUGH MY RIBCAGE

WISHING THAT

MY HEART WOULD FAIL

BUT IT MARCHES

TO THE SIMPLE BEAT

OF INSUBORDINATION

ILL NEVER WISH 

TO TELL THE TALE

OF THE DAY 

I FINALLY GAVE IN

THE DAY THAT THE FLICKER

OF HOPE WENT OUT

AND THE FLAME WAS

SUFFOCATED

THE DAY THAT I HAD 

TO EAT ALL MY WORDS

AND ACCEPT THAT

I WAS DEFEATED

TO FACE THE FACTS 

AND BELIEVE THE TRUTH

THAT MY OPTIMISM

IS COMPLETELY DELUDED

THAT I WAS A CHILD

IN THE THROWS OF HOPE

THAT DROPPED ME ON MY ASS SO HARD

THAT IT ONLY LEFT ME JADED.