Grand Impossibilites

 

Grand Impossibilities

 

 

 

 

Some days it’s hard to get by,

To look in the mirror and not want to cry,

To not join the ranks of those who live just to die,

It’s on gray nights like these,

I feel the world on my shoulder as I walk a trapeze,

I hear the sounds of the broken world through these walls thin as foam,

It’s true that the place most distant is where I long to roam,

The world whispers all I need is self-belief,

That if I reapply my lipstick right I’ll find true relief,

They tell me to take a walk in my neighbor’s shoes,

When it’s the direction my own feet choose,

That will determine whether I win or lose,

The man next to me sticks a knife through his heart,

Claiming to bleed is his only art,

I don’t hit with my hands, so they call me weak?

Yet nothing kills more than the words we speak,

We are all looking for our own piece of the sun-streaked sky,

We're weary travelers searching for truth in a life that’s a lie,

We find peace in the brightness of a lover’s eye,

But even the greatest lover of all must someday say goodbye,

These grand impossibilities once crossed my mind and decided to stay,

They laugh at me as you shake your head and slowly walk away,

The human in me wants to kiss you and force you to stitch me together,

The hero in me knows I must let you wander and discover brighter weather,

Your words echo as you say that you don’t need me by your side,

Your face is sure and strong but without a trace of pride,

I’ll turn my back away so that you can face your dream,

                        These tears that dance their way down my searching face,

                         These tears that put you in your chosen place,

                                        

They just fall to gleam,

Because grand impossibilities aren’t always what they seem.

This poem is dedicated to the boy whose name means laughter.