Almost, But Not Yet

Hope,

I start to see it in the distance.

Almost at complete peace with myself,

Just one more piece to solve.

But right when I see it,

When I am contempt with myself,

The struggle is almost done- or so I thought,

I see it look back and stare.

With no mercy-

I can see it laughing at me,

And wandering off.

Then drift off farther,

I almost had it.

Maybe one day I will get it,

And I hope it’s soon-

Because I’m ready.