I try so fucking hard 

to hold onto hope. 

When everything is 

slipping out of my grasp, 

And it feels like my world is 

drowning in ink. 

 

I try too fucking hard 

to hold onto hope. 

Watching it slip through

my fingers like sand. 

 

I don't want to 

anymore 

It takes too much energy. 

I'm tired. 

 

There's little changes 

But they slip from 

my grasp

like a cloud 

or drops of water. 

 

They never stay. 

How do you make them stay? 

Do you have to be liquid too?