Hope

I spent a year
Working
On something
I believed in
Something
I thought
Would make
A difference

In the end 
Though
I failed
Not for lack of trying
Not for lack of
Good work
But for not
Recognizing that
Cursory men
With power
Create their 
Own 
Truths

I don’t know 
Why I feel
So heavyhearted now
Maybe because
Of a time
When I couldn’t save
You
Maybe because
Eyes that stare
Both in sadness
And pleasure
Leave me with
One less friend

I know that
I will learn
From this
In time
But for now
I just let
The tears
Stream 
Me to
Sleep

As I dream
Messengers
Of hope
Start there
Journey
Toward my home
Toward my home
Toward me