If hope were a pail
What would fill it to the top?
Brimming and spilling with love that’s nonstop?
But when it spills, what would that entail?
A bucket full of hopelessness
Empty, hollow, rusting from the inside out
Wondering what the joy in life is all about
For so long, Your positive energy has been completely spent.
You’ve experienced too much heartache
Lost too many people that you love.
Bro...