Deceptions

Hope in hope,

Is the most nightmarish to cope.

Every single mortal;

Goes through this reverie of fallacy.

Sole hoping won't sprinkle pixie-dust, over our vale of tears.

For this hopism is a good lie;

Upon which we wholly rely.

It is like a shell game,

In which a win is hard to claim.

For this leads us to a dead-end.

As we centralize our entire-selves upon these,

For us to mend.

And so I endorse,

Stop sucking people out of their hopes;

For this makes both of you even more remorse.