Soon-To-Be

Your poems have gotten lazy with lies.You have gotten lazy my dear.
Tomorrow isn't possible because you are so stuck in the painful past.
If you would just look up, you'd see hope.
Hope we are giving you.
Its not gonna completely satisfy,
But fill in the aching holes, it will do.
And maybe you don't want that. But you need it.
And maybe you don't need me. But you want me.
Downwards you see those glass rainbows; covered with salty water.
And you know, those rainbows are yours.
Well. Soon-to-be.
If you accept them.