Hopelessness Poem by Margaret Alice Second

I think I should drink until I am ill
or better still, until I feel different,
right now I feel so listless and
depressed, so hot and bothered
and useless, nothing but an entire
shift of consciousness can make
me feel better again

Let me to any intoxicating drink,
let me drown these feelings in the
glory of the vitality conferred by
mind-numbing soul-changing stuff,
get rid of the pains and aches that
beset my existence, flee the dark-
ness of non-expectation

And hopelessness