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Author: headline of tragedy
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Poetry - Reviews: 4 - Published: 11-19-06 - Updated: 11-19-06 - Complete - id:2278772

It’s sad, isn’t it? she says.

Slow and calm-like.

As though this doesn’t matter

(it matters)

To be holding onto wishes and hopes so hard-

It pierces your tiny, tiny fingers-

And you hold on so tightly, still.

(it’s all in your hands, now)

It probably hurts

but that’s none of your concern, now.

There are more important matters-

people-

things-

universes-

To be attending to right now.

(and it never feels right)

She could take your hands

And pick you up-

but you always fall down.

(always)

There never was a point

(a purpose)

was there?

What does it feel like

To put so much into it-

That you reach the very peak of

Caring-

And you gaze out and just want to fall

(fall again)

because it’s

just

too

hard

And failure is bound to happen.

(always does, doesn’t it?)

What does it feel like

To search so hard-

To be so

(Desperately

Seeking

Purpose)

That you would give away

everything

Just to find it.

Just to be able to

breathe again

I guess it’s all in the patience-

(we lost it)

all in how hard you wish for it-

(there’s no stars tonight)

how hard you hope-

(I tried to tell you before)

all the time and trying and failing and falling down and just-

(we tried so, so hard)

to find the worth.

The simple meaning.

If there is one.

(anywhere)

To be holding onto this thread of

Hopes.

and wishes.

You could take all the stars from the sky-

Line them up on your window sill-

And tell them your little secrets

(in the end, it’s just whispering to no one)

And clutching onto them so hard-

(Your tiny hands are bleeding silken regrets, spun-)

It probably hurts just as much as it does on the inside-

(spun with yesterday’s dried up tears and all the regrets awaiting you tomorrow-)

as it does on the outside.

Just as it does to be searching so hard-

To be so

(Desperately

Seeking

Purpose)

That you in yourself and all that you are-

Has been lost

(scattered)

in the process.

And it is slowly realized,

Perhaps it will be worth it

(perhaps not)

Someday-

Maybe one day-

Maybe even the pain will mean something.



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