Hope Poem by Louis Gasson

looking for you to be the peace giver of my life and souls but at the end there's no hope. in the end my life will change everyday just like the image of a kaleidoscope. wishing i would've meet you sooner as my time to leave physically may be close. this may seem like i've become all of the sudden morose. seeking for a way to end it all with the sight of the moonlight. i'll leave behind these poems because the feelings are not the same. all of the sudden i have forgotten how to even write. yet at the end i just came to realise that i am lame. seeked for hope but now i've given up as there's none. bound to die soon and live in hell at the end my final deed may be done. finally letting go of the past and deciding to end it. all i really want is to get struck so i can end it all with a final hit. reality and life might make me kill my thoughts and myself. at the end no one will care for me unless it's thyself. living my life in a hopeless manner and living reckless. looking for a way to end it and make it look fashionable as in a necklace. i might risk my life and end it all for once; the crazy thoughts and the way i live