Last pane of glass

It seems like now I cannot look at myself anymore.
Too afraid to see the reflection of a broken man.
I wish I could put on a smile and act like everything is okay
Maybe that's what I need to do to.
Perhaps the illusion of joy
is all I need to finally find myself and believe that I have the strength to pull through.

Every minute turns to an hour and every hour turns to a day this is the price I have to pay
for letting misery become my only friend and for letting darkness into my life and using it
as my only thread.

When the nightingale sings I have to ask myself why am I getting up what can today possibly bring.
I am glad if you are coping and I know that our future is on it's way to unfolding but I have to be honest and true. I can't live in a world without you.

I wish I could look up I hope that I can find some reason within all the rhyme and I will be sure to tolerate every ounce of pain because at the end of the day I would do anything for you even if it means that I get left behind in the rain.

I cannot care for a man who I cannot come to love I'm constantly searching for the holy dove but everywhere I look I get reminded that I'm searching for something that I can never find.

I'm trying my best and I don't care for the rest because all the paths I walk leads back to you because you are the only person that can see through my mask and show me that I can indeed be true.

I shall wait patiently and I shall put in my every breath and ounce of energy.
I'm sorry if I cannot mask my emotions but it's all because I love you.
I'm sorry that I react in silence and that I'm not putting my thoughts out there as of yet
because at the moment every time I look into your eyes I have to bite my tongue
and catch the tears I wish I could never shed.

My heart is like a mirror and the last pane still reflects but a single image and that's but my deepest desire.
To have you back and to hold you tightly , without you I have to look for reason to keep on fighting.