False Hope

constantly chasing
a faint
glimmer,
a small chance
one glimpse
of hope,
one ray of light,
constantly
grasping when all you
claw at is
empty space.
a breath
of fresh air,
you’ve always thought
stumbling forward
not knowing what lies
ahead,
pitch black
always into the
same
spot.
space and time
froze,
taking your sweet time,
you told the universe
you have been
catching
your breath
for
years.