The Other Side Poem by Javier Falcon

From behind this fence I see you,
just a linear glimpse at your life,
of a grim and utter truth,
something so out of my reach.

No matter how deep I seem to dig,
or how high I begin to fly,
there is no getting to the other side,
like if everything on the other side were a lie.

But I know that it is not,
because when I lose hope of it all,
I see you look back at me,
and graze my face with your fingers.

As if you were curious of me on my side,
and you also do not know how to come over,
but you are happy where you are,
as he keeps you from visiting me often.

So I sit in this rain just hoping,
that this barrier will decay
and let me steal what is rightfully mine,
to a side of happiness.