bittersweet : the moments of truth

When the flowers wilt and the petals fall
to the ground with a sense of accomplishment
but mostly, failure.

These are the moments you bow your head
and all you can think is down.

Failure of a thought that could have been.
A half a smile for those that were
but mostly, frowns.

These are the moments the tears escape
and all you can do is cry.

A smile is just a frown turned
upside-down, a false hope,
a match that somehow managed to light.

These are the moments you tremble
and all you can depend on is yourself.

When you trip and fall
to the ground and look around and cannot help
but feel overwhelmingly, embarrassed.

These are the moments you bow your head
and all you can think is down.

The world is full of matches
that won't light. You go through
half a dozen boxes and you begin to lose hope.

These are the moments the tears escape
and all you can do is cry.

When the bird you swear was just outside
your window, forgets it was there.
When you get to the subway station right as it leaves.

These are the moments you tremble
and all you can depend on is yourself.

When you wave for a cab,
you see him look right at you,
but he doesn't care to stop.

These are the moments you bow your head
and all you can think is down.

When, for once someone waves to you,
you look back and see the true recipient.

These are the moments the tears escape
and all you can do is cry.

When the sun burns out and collapses,
when all the stars in the sky go out,
when an asteroid breaks the belt
and comes plummeting down.

These are the moments you tremble
and you wonder whether you can
even depend on yourself.

At the end of the world,
when no one is left.

These are the moments you wish--

Sigh.
Never mind.