My Hope

Something build up
inside of me over the years
Hope that should give me
the strength to endure
all that has come,
all that has been
and all that will be
My hope should drive me
to the greater lengths
but my hope it only seems
to kill me
Slowly the desire
for my dreams turn into
nightmares in which
the hope can’t endure
Hope it slowly kills me
from within
My hope it should be so good
But it hurts to much
hoping for something real
still I think it’s a dream
that doesn’t seem to win