If I could wish anything, and have it granted
Without doubt,
It would be that we each had a limited number of tears.
Enough crying to know pain,
To learn compassion,
To understand suffering, in order to help those get by
That still had lessons to learn
And that’s it.
We’d all be finished by 25, done sadness for the better,
And live on in a happier world, because now we have the understanding,
Without the pain.
And there would be no more sounds of agony, coming from behind her bedroom door,
Locking herself away, hoping to blend into the walls, wishing she were anywhere but there.
There would no longer be a twitch to the knife by his hand,
Or a stare toward the bottle
To drown the sorrows he’s dealt with
Until one day a ledge looks all too tempting.
And the loved ones of those who are gone because of despair
Face their own hell.
Living in the shadows of “what if” and “how could they”
When all any of us really want is to love and be loved, without the whip lash of everyday pains.
If I could wish anything, and it would be granted,
Without doubt,
Is for you to be happy,
And remember that tears are only for a time,
Until a smile returns once more.