Dreaming of Hope

Trapped again, a boy in a box.
Surrounded by chaos, doors and locks.
Unable to leave, held against my will.
Hoping just for a moment my head might be still.

Struggling to stay alive and alert;
Strangling my dark passenger who wants me to hurt.
Alone with my thoughts, bent but not broken.
Patience escapes me, left lonely and hoping.

Wishing for an escape, a path to redemption.
Someone who knows the way, course and direction.
Sad without reason, anxious for nothing.
Selfish and desperation ends with cutting.

I retain hope, but hope is the dope of the helpless.
I believe in my heart that I will have my day.
A time when I’m dreaming, my demons at bay.
Just looks how he’s doing; He’s happy they’ll say.