live hopeless, live dead

youve tied your hands in knots trying to control something you cant. no one can and yet you all live the charade. you put on a hopeful expression but it doesnt match your hollow eyes that give you away. youve signed this over as a hopeless situation and struggle to keep pretending you havent. and you do it for yourself so admit your selfishness. if youre not careful this will bury you and well have to bury two. your hopelessness is spreading like a silent disease, you dont feel it until its overwhelming. youre earned all of your fears and they drain you of your tears. in your hopelessness youve surrendered your will to live. its true that the living can walk among the dead and for the hopeless wanderer life is void of anything to live for. but thats a decision you make, not one thats forced on you. your hopelessness will let this moment beat you. for when your will to live is gone there will be no need to pretend. but fying is not the end so why do we call it quits like it is? its the beginning of forever, but the hopeless cant see it.