Your One Thing That's Real Poem by Lara W.A

Funny
How you’re always near
But forever
You act so distant.
You know I’m there
But you don’t wanna care.

When the sun comes out to play
You proudly hide away.
I heard you say;
Silence is your refuge.

You build layers of shelter
Declare yourself a hermit
And secrete into your imaginary cave.
This way you say;
You’ll be safe,
You’ll survive longer.

I don’t know
If it’s my petite figure
That prevents me from receiving
An inch of your attention;

Or could it be
Your dysfunctional eyesight
That fails you from
Noticing the good things
That have been there all along.

My heart,
It’s been broken many times.
One ignorant look from you
And it dies again.
I told her:
“That’s okay, his eyes probably
Function better when it’s night time.”

So I strategize,
I think of you every night
Before my mind goes unconscious
And penetrate into the other world;
Where hopes and faith –
They don’t expire.

And yes,
I do see you.
But in my dreams,
Your ego works the same,
You wear that identical broken appearance
I'd recognize everywhere.

A reticent young man sitting
At the other end of the table
Meditating on his mantra,
Contemplating his fate -

That's you.
You play your role
The only way you know,

You refuse to
Take a glance
At your one thing
That’s real.