Hope

The silence is really deafening
No more laughter
No soft voices speaking to me
No whispers in my ear
No more spoken promises of tomorrow

Its my sanity that I question sometimes and wonder what to do with my life now
I am just tired of reaching that pinnacle of the mountain, only to fall back down with a thud
to the bottom again..

Are my thoughts laughing at me for failing again?
Am I to ignore them and try again?
They tell me to stay away
To not take anymore chances again...
To learn to like life with the silence
To learn to love the solitude of my existance

But deep down, beyond the laughing and doubting sounds of my soul
There is one tiny voice
It calls to the others
Stop....
One more chance
It will be better next time

The others listen
Then they slowly
Methodically....

Snuff the life out of the voice of hope