it is a skill

to understand and take


to know and dish out
it is a tragedy

it is a blessing in disguise


something that never ceases to leave no matter how much we want it to
it scars

burns


shatters



destroys




just...hurts
leaving us empty

in dismay


wondering why weren't we good enough for someone to try



why can't we win just once




why is it always me





why can't something go right every once in a while






just sometime..please?
we can never understand fully why we get disappointed

or why it can never be right


or what could've been
but when we disappoint

we disappoint not only the disappointie


but ourselves



and that is worse that any pain we bring




to others





to ourselves

and they are two completely different things


and two different pains
we can't live with them

but we can't live without them
they give us something love can't

they teach us how NOT to be


how NOT to lie



how to ONLY be me




ONLY you
they give us the heart and love that love can't give

they give me


me
they give me

pain


hurt



hope




tears





more tears






screams
but a shimmer of light

to learn the art


of just getting by