Desire and Desperation

I woke up with a heart full of desire and desperation.
Desire fades to desperate pleas
Truest longings bring me crashing
Bring me falling to my knees.

The things I truly wish for,
The desires burning right and true
Leave me yearning,
Leave me hoping,
No longer just wanting
But frantic to see ensue.

Part of me hopes
Part of me ponders.
But the desperation in my soul
Tells me it can be a mere desire no longer.

A desire to love and to be loved.
A desire to be know and to be known.
A desire to fill and to be filled.
A desire to show and to be shown.

Leaves me desperate to understand that heartfelt wonder
Desperate to have the deepest secrets revealed
Desperate to erase the gnawing empty sensation
Desperate to have the answers no longer concealed.

I go to sleep with a heart full of desire and desperation.
Desires long since faded to desperate pleas
Truest longings brought be crashing
Brought me falling to my knees.

I hate that time...

That time when you come to the crux of realization...

And find that the realization is full of truth...

And you look for ways around the truth to somehow brace yourself for the mark it is going to leave.

And you can't.

Instead, your acknowledge that the truth sucks...

And maybe realizations are better not had.