The Gloomy Optimist

I whisper hopes into my ear
Yet my mind never reaches for them
I try to convince myself.
Convince myself of what?
I grasp for a concept I shall never know
Each day, seeking deeper and deeper.
Why do I do this to myself?
I want things to be...that's it,
I don't know what I want things to be.
I think I had an idea once,
maybe twice
But now I am completely blank
Each night I run through it over and over again.
Each time, a different result
The good,
The bad,
The impossible,
but is it probable?
I will never know,
I will never try.
I don't regret.
But sometimes I think I should regret not regretting,
For regretting would make me
Mysterious?
A man with a past,
Something he won't talk about.
I have a past, that's for sure,
But I will talk about it, if you will listen
If anyone would.
I have an idea of a future,
one where you aren't in it.
But who are 'you'?
I have a dream of a life,
where you and I are together.
Not you, the other you
But then again, who are 'you'?
Please, please,
Come out and say.

Reflections

I stare.
I stare aimlessly into the mirror
Into the eyes of the figure
The figure that isn't me at all.
My eyes burn
Retinas parched like a desert
Confusion sets in
Who is that looking back at me?
Though as I sink deeper into his eyes
I recognize
I recognize a person I once new
Someone who laughed
                        Smiled
                        Loved
But now he looks unfamiliar
Of that of the past
I stare even harder
My eyes scream for moisture
Then I blink
And there I am
Starring at myself
In the mirror

TO(get)HER

Forever.
Aspiration.
Miracle.
Inviting.
Loving.
Yours.

A Family is forever
Doesn't matter what happens
Aspiration keeps them alive
A Family is a miracle
Doesn't matter what you do
They always are inviting
A Family is loving
There for strength
To put a smile upon your face
A Family is Yours

I Focused Too Much On Shoelaces...They're Too Tight

I'm just dazed
In the unforgettable
Moment I'm in.
It's just strange,
The action that I go
Through each day.
I'm trying to get out,
I'm trying to leave,
But the days just go by,
Like seconds in my life.

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They Say I Am A Hope(less Romantic)

What is this?

What hopes have I got myself into this time?

Your hair is growing old with this moment

And here we are, falling away like leaves upon a dead ground.

I desperately count my worries away

For if I shall fall asleep with them,

I always wake up on the wrong side.

I scream the quietest secret

For no one can know

My mind observes

And states:

"What is this?"