Poetry, I guess

Hope is a drug

Hope is a drug that come when you're in a bad place.
You feed off it,
You base actions on it,
It's your tiny happy place.
But when that hope wasn't true,
You'll see what hope can really do
You wish you could go back
You wish you could rewind
But it's too late
The effects will only rise
A wave of darkness crashes over you
You and you failed hope start swimming through
Swimming through the memories
The thoughts, sweat and tears
And regret of everything
Over the years
The years of hoping an impossible thing
But that didn't happen.
You wish it was a dream
A joke
Not true
But in reality,
It was the hope inside that made you this blue.
Hope, a misleading drug in itself.