Broken Hope Poem by Concetta Salter

Many have tried to revive me.
Many have tried to succeed.
I’ll give you advice, so you’ll see,
There’s no way that I could be free.

These chains are to heavy to break through.
There’s no lock to fit any key.
There’s no map, or puzzles, or clues.
There’s nothing to give you a lead.

Why can’t you see that I suffer?
Why can’t you just let me go?
Why must you stand here and hover?
Why must you hang onto hope?

I’ve given up life and it’s meaning.
I merely now only exist.
I’ve given up all of my screaming.
Quiet is peaceful, less risks.

So come as you may with your purpose.
Come as you will to succeed.
One day you’ll know I’m not worth this.
One day you’ll just let me be.