"Hope" by Erin

Hope, hanging itself like a drip from a faucet
Challenging me, taunting me
Daring me to let it fall
But if it falls, all is lost and I’m alone,
Alone with myself, my deepest fear
With no confidence of ever being well
Today is hard
And I need that hope to sustain me
So I sit on edge with eyes wide open
Staring
Clinging to the unsteady drip of hope
That may drop at any second
But for now
It’s all I have
And I need all I can get