Hope Floats

I feel nothing but emptiness.
That is the bridge between us.
Unpassable... cold
and as dark as your heart.

The only thing that haunts the bridge
is discontent.
The only sounds are...
the cries of another time.

The only other thing that dares
step on that bridge...is hope.
For hope is but a careless thought.
Hope...can never be caught.

What cannot be seen
cannot be destroyed.
Hope floats.