When Solidity Expires

When solidity expires walls come crashing down.
You cry a cry of despair hoping to convince yourself,
that reality is just fantasy, where angels fall to the ground.

Their climaxing decent brings you false hope;
they're not here to help your pain
they're on their way to a place called hell.
A home I wish not to claim,
A place I wish not to dwell.

Fortitude is sapped as solidity fails,
for is that not what that means?
These senseless words that string a tale,
forge my words into a clear scene:

Not many understand my condition, the reason why I feel this way.
They probably care not to hear my words, to listen to what I say.
My strength is gone, and this poem explains, what happens when solidity expires,
You reach a darkness, beneath the surface, where everyone becomes a liar.

The cause for this is none the less a loving heart once broken,
To love no more is what I get and that's my deserving token.
Most of my work is from another perspective, but this one is sadly true,
To the feelings I have that were bottled inside; the ones I'm sharing with you.

My tears are dried for no one cries after they've been through hell.
The pain is great but it's not to late to once again prevail.
I'm finding new friends but I've still not met someone who cares enough,
To look into my eyes and finally realize that they may be in love.

But what if that special person, the one for me, is far far away?
What if I haven't met them yet, for fate hasn't brought them my way?
I'm still so young, but it's stuck in my mind, that forever I'll be lonely,
for as I see it I'm the only one. The only one who's truly like me.

Living a life of utmost dismay, I'll stay alone and wander away,
into a sleep of eternity, with no one beside me, there I'll stay.
You say you see me for who I am? You really think I'll be okay?
You don't know me, or my past, which is something I choose not to say.

Solidity expiring, what an awfully sad fate, to acquire by mistake,
For when my walls are through crumbling, my eyes they'll never wake.
Dread not my fate for I'm not in a state of suicidal intent,
I just pray, that one day fate, will help me to admit:

That my walls of solidity are still standing strong.
That I have a true love; it's time to move on.