Beautifully Bittersweet (Original Poem)

These lines on my face
convey much more
than words can say.

In every laugh,
every tear it is written
that life is more than
some fluid interplay
of randomness.

I've long felt trapped
by the ceiling,
have grown accustomed
to the cool indifference
of its glass.

Like a child
I've fogged it over
with breath
and etched a message
for some savior to find,

but that savior never came
and the hands of time,
they continued so persistently
in their sweeping revolution
that now no time remains
to succumb to the
numbing sameness.

The realization of a dream
appears exactly when
it is meant to,
always written in
beautifully bittersweet form.

Then the glass, it so magically shatters.

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