jumbled thoughts.

.hope was a girl.

1.

Hope was a girl with soft brown tresses

that swung around her shoulders as she laughed.

Hope was a girl with light hazel eyes

that shone like stars when she smiled.

Hope was a girl who always told me she was my bestest friend.

2.

but lately Hope's hair has been heavy with grease

her eyes have been dull with purple bruises underneath

and her voice is barely heard unless she says three little words.

3.

last night I shot Hope in the face

17 times, to be precise

she would not be mad

if her face was intact

i just could not take her

saying those three stupid words.

4.

"I've given up."