No "Later" Anymore

Having someone to be strong for you.
Just what one would wish
When things crack in all possible ways.

Auditioning for a position that makes happy
Even the most remote person in the world.
Though it is a not knowledgeable lexicon.

Shattered by a note stupidly delivered.
Dealing with it is not like having a soft craft in hands.
Discussing the options lost its point.

Now is today and the later is no longer existent.

Cancer

You just pretend they are all there.
Right in front of everyone willing to see
A marvelous but malign lie
That keeps emptiness hidden
A lot longer.

The thing is that things will surely
not make any good this way.

Well, one could say that “any” is too much.
It has its place keeping warmth and stuff
In hand.

Will you be there? Will it be because of the
Inner consuming disease? A cancer submitting
What is left to the humiliation of exposition?

There is a deep wish of believing what is said.
What is meant should be highlighted
As if subtitles became visible in real-life.

Too much to be desired?