And Yet

Turning,

Gifts into smiles,

Silence into love,

Eyes to snap,

Bricks into a home,

Chasing dreams to living them,

And yet,

The tables have turned,

You stand still,

And yet,

With all that happiness,

A lot of gray has been built,

And yet,

In a silent room,

Urge to bleed your fist against that clean wall,

And yet,

You want to rewind,

Go back and live,

Feeling low, getting high,

Believing everything to be a lie,

After what you've dealt and felt,

Swiping pictures, pausing videos,

But,

Only if,

The camera could capture what your eyes felt.