Glass door longing
Forever one step outside
Seeing what you hope to be
Talent is not genius
And no amount of hoping
Or tying
Or tears
Or even kind words
Can open a door that isn't for you
I wish the door wasn't glass
Ignorance is better bliss
Pretty and sweet
Kind and loved
Is there a point to that
Besides pleasing others?
What about pleasing myself?
Rotting fruit
Ticking time bomb
Just one moment
Just one mark
To know
It was worth the pain
That it was more than chance
That it had meaning.
Only thing worse than glass doors
Is knowing that the only person
Who cared they were glass was you
The truth
Is there was no door
It was a figment
And a dream
Of a life that will never be
And never was.
A dream and nothing more.
About the Creator
VIVA Tout La Monde
Helping words for helping hands.



Comments (3)
Wow, this is so deep and powerful. Well done.
Oh, wow - this is so powerful and poignant. These words touch on feelings not often brought to light. Thank you for writing this!
Some amazing images in these wonderful words, I am so glad that I have found this.