The Rummage Sale
Letters From the Asylum
Not Again
Your smile feeds my soul
and holds me over for another week,
while deep down I dig and
find bits of memories from long ago.
Fingers gliding through your soft hair,
giving you chills at the back of your neck.
Together laughing as everything feels so new,
until suddenly I fade away again…
And you’re left with a feeling of déjà vu,
wishing you’d trusted your gut — and not me.
The Awakening
The blindfold slips a little
And the light shines into your eyes.
Shadows chased away like cockroaches,
As the Truth scatters the lies.
Blinding deception can’t exist
With the Truth so brilliantly bright.
You try to keep fooling yourself,
But you can’t run from the Light.
~RH Hope
Fear
I strapped running shoes to my ego,
And gave wings to all my fears.
I ignited my insanity
With gasoline and tears.
I drew the curtain of illusion,
And tightened up the blindfold.
I sent reality through the shredder
And left faith out in the cold.
I kicked trust out to the curb,
And threw my love away.
Now I’m all alone,
Wondering why you didn’t stay.
~RH Hope