hope does not float

hope is like some sort of battery that you assume at first to have a lot of energy to spare such that whatever you're fueling will keep going on and on.it'll go on and on as though it's done what it's been doing for the past couple of years,effortlessly,ceaselessly.no matter what you say it'll never stop,never run out.you take it for granted,forget it's even there,believe in what you think is everlasting power.until one day the strength of it all starts to quiver and flicker,and all of a sudden you're back into action trying to save it,convince yourself it'll stay alive.knock it,shake it,adjust it.maybe the contact's loose.once you make connection again it'll go back to normal.but today was the first day i finally accepted that hope has run out,predictions have always been as phony as i suspected they were,it's the end of the road for us.no u-turns or side lanes,second routes or hope of still getting to my preferred destination.just exits.

nothing but exits.

and maybe you.