Rapid loss of hope and heart
if only I could slowly start
to slow the loss, to gather it up
and slowly fill this empty cup
but this cup is empty because it has a hole
put there by me, without knowing the toll
and now though I wish to fill the gap
it all runs through, like amber sap
so slow to move, but moving still
it runs from the wounded will
the will so strong, yet utterly weak
it forms an outlook that looks so bleak
so dull and pointless, no end in sight
please find a way to end this plight
this infection of sadness, this endless night
please find a way to make it alright
find a way to stop the rapid hope loss
find the reason, no treason, the cause