Hope Is A Bitch – T.O.W.
Ending a deep love out of reason
Feels like a crime against nature
Hope does not care about the season
It has nothing to do with being mature
The feeling still strong and yet it is over
You know it to be horribly true
The pain is all consuming – allover
And all I can think of is you
Hope keeps creeping in like a symptom
Of the most malignant terminal cancer
It is recurrent no matter how often ripped apart
It sneaks up on you like a light footed dancer.
Every time hope goes away
It takes a part of you with it
Yet you desperately want it to stay
But at some point you lose your grit.
In the end you can only find comfort
In the one thing you certainly know
Hope is a bitch and will kill you
And of this love you must now let go.