Hope Fills Me Up
After the Parade
No parades
No celebrations
No ribbons
No balloons
No, "I'm proud of you."
.
Hope fills me up
Always ready
Always waiting.
.
A childhood overfilled with neglect
A life in which small victories are few and far between
Dreams like the awe-inspiring Hyperion
Alas, success avoids me
As if it was disgusted by my mere existence.
.
Hope fills me up
Always ready
Always waiting.
.
Perpetually absentminded
Fog cloaking the mind
Enabling memories to escape.
.
Hope fills me up
Always ready
Always waiting.
.
My life summarized by a cruel statement
"I was hoping it was someone who mattered"
Echoing through the empty hall
An unexpected assault
The words sharp like broken glass
Piercing through the rusted metal of my already weakened armor
The antagonist possessing the blade
Twisting the knife
A grin on his face as my body went limp.
.
Hope fills me up
Always ready
Always waiting.
.
Restlessness my profession
Hiding behind a mask
My heart a runaway
All of it my fault.
.
Hope fills me up
Always ready
Always waiting.
.
My gaze is empty
Hollow is all I know
Pessimism my middle name
Bargaining
Praying.
.
Hope fills me up
Always ready
Always waiting.
.
For the day
I finally matter
And
At last
Worthy of a parade.
About the Creator
Delwin Marrero
I'm just a personal trainer pretending to be a good writer.
I started writing in April 2022 due to my newfound love for Dungeons & Dragons.
Inspiring me to transport myself into fantastic worlds and incredible stories.
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