Breakthrough Pt 2

Completing certain parts of my life,

A second standing in strife,

The slim margin of error,

Made my family cower in terror,

I pulled the strings of the fabric,

That enraptured my mind in havoc,

Releasing something so eccentric,

That not even I could pick,

Reaping the power of brilliance,

Showing and incredible resilience,

The slim margin of error that was,

Grew slimmer as I refused to pause,

Information squeezed in tight,

An alcoholic Henry became that night,

The breakthroughs burst out,

Entrancing my mind in a great bout,

Suddenly my medication was not enough,

The stress build up was to tough,

And as I looked at everything I had done,

I suddenly felt like they had won,

Everyone doubted me,

I couldn't see,

I couldn't concentrate,

For tears blinded my fate,

Then on that bore a light,

Seemed to cut through the night,

As quickly as he came,

He quickly told me his name,

And everything that happened,

Made the emotions spin,

It was all unusual for him,

And I thought I found my seraphim,

Our ages didn't match,

At first that wasn't the catch,

He wanted to be with me,

To allow me to see,

After two weeks passed,

His business began to go fast,

His calls ceased,

The distancing from me increased,

He still wanted to be friends,

He just wanted to make amends,

So I just rode along,

Singing a silent song,

The stress of graduation passed,

And I thought my stress would die at last,

But it was still built up,

And I felt the barrier shattering like a dropped cup,

The woman that had given me life,

I thought she would stay my dad's wife,

She was supposed to be there,

The mother's pin she was supposed to bear,

As I write these passages,

Something about a schizophrenics visages,

The breakthroughs are about to start,

They want to shatter an image in my heart,

Two separate points in time,

Suddenly I felt it was a crime,

For me to have believed,

Everything he had conceived,

My insides tore apart,

In realization that he would never take my heart,

No matter how much I tried,

I don't think he could feel it inside,

Sore and beaten I became,

Suddenly someone called out my name,

I looked up from the side of the road,

And his stride came from the abode,

Of the club that we had met,

A place that I had to jet,

Away from in tears,

For I felt I had lost him because of years,

But he strode up to me,

And then looked down to see,

The state I was in,

He sat next to me and it would finally begin,

I stood up, and tried to walk away,

He called me a child, and for some reason I decided to stay,

Then he stood up, and I told him,

That my love was beyond dim,

Then he embraced me,

And told what was to be,

He said he couldn't reciprocate,

But his care for me was still great,

He wouldn't leave me alone,

As Henry had done after the call on the phone,

I finally cried in someone's arms,

But yet there was a pain that harms,

My insides still,

His care for me would never kill,

The feeling of love,

That I had for that dove.