Hello Hope?

I’ve been staring at the wall, ceiling and the sky.

Waiting for a silly sign that means you’re nearby.

Mama says you’re always here watching over us.

But it’s kind of hard to think so.

When all I saw are thousands of boxes of your things.

Are you there?

Hello?

Am I talking to a ghost?

Or am I simply listening to the words that you once spoke?

Slowly I forget your voice although I need to know.

Are you really somewhere out there?

Because I could really use the hope.

I remember once a year we’d bring you out to eat.

We’d sit down at the table and you’d sit right next to me.

You never really ate

You’d only watch the pink form on my rosy puffy cheeks.

Now when I go back, all I do is cry

Because now that chair is empty.

And all we do is pass by.

So are you there?

Hello?

Am I talking to a ghost?

Or am I simply listening to those words you spoke?

Slowly I forget your voice although I need to know.

Are you really somewhere out there?

Because I really need the hope.

So why did you leave?

Why does it hurt?

I didn’t say goodbye.

I don’t see how they could ever be just fine.

Now all I have to remember you by is that stone in the grass.

The one carved with your name.

My only way to cope.

Until my time is gone, I’ll keep searching for that hope.