i think i have it figured out,
only to fail miserably.
but i still make progress,
failing less miserably each time.
a trial and error effort of sorts.
oh, each time,
i think i have it figured out,
that it's my time to succeed.
each time i fall short,
but each time i fall a little longer.
at some point,
i hope,
i will make it across the line,
and finally succeed.

it used to be enough,
with the ones in the past,
to simply daydream.
poetry made me miss them less;
i could look at a picture,
listen to a song,
then suddenly feel at ease.
but this time,
it is both a blessing and a curse,
that i have someone in my life,
whose presence cannot be replaced,
by a song, or a poem, or a daydream.
it is a blessing indeed,
but a curse when we're apart.

He looked at her,
As if she was the world.
Cliché, I know,
But it was the very truth.
He had never smiled wider,
He had never felt more alive,
Than when she let herself loose,
Let herself go.
Line after line, she sang.
Oh how beautiful her voice,
But it was incomparable to the beauty of her heart.
Anyone could see the love in his eyes,
As he watched her throw herself into it all,
As if she had not a single care.
Oh, yes.
She was the world to him.
And his eyes gave it all away.
It would be beautiful to anyone that saw.
But I was watching too.
His eyes gave it all away,
Oh, yes, they did,
And as he smiled, my heart sank.
I knew for a fact,
He would never look at me that way.
For she was the world.
And I was but a face.
And all I know,
Is I cannot face the world right now.

I would gladly shatter this glass.
Release me from this tension,
Take this weight off my heart.
Gladly smash it against a stone,
A wall, a brick, anything.
I must,
I must,
I must.
But my fingers,
My fingers, they're latched
Around this glass.
Oh, why must they taunt me?
I would gladly throw this glass;
Release my anger.
Watch it shatter, watch it break,
Into a million shards,
Of utter relief.
My hand holds it tight,
My arm as stiff as ever,
Clutching onto this glass,
This glass that will break me for sure.
Oh why can I not break this glass?
I must.
I must.
I can't.