Wrote a story, tell me what ya think!

Terrible we find the truth
Hidden except when needed least
Losing all there is to lose
A hungry man with everything but a feast
Lonely with everything but love
Sad and looking at the night sky above
Realizations about reality
Keepers keep the key
Now starved the man’s dying of being too full
Got everything but what’s needed
Life begins to get dull
All advice stricken from the books
What’s advice when it’s a contradiction to the advisor
Useless when needed
All problems exceeded
Trying so hard to see what can’t be seen
Tries talking but no one knows what he means
Now invisible, blind and incoherent
Kept everything back with no room to vent.

Sitting lifeless he keeps back
There is no prearranged track
No getting up and no sitting down
What’s next? Where does he go?
A quick glance allowed eyes to capture another
For a quick minute lives locked
Could she be the one?
Are all his problem’s done?
Time flies and illnesses fade
Months come and go like trade
Untouchable, as far from loneliness as can be
Maybe this is the food he needs
“Could this love be the cure for me?”
Sights lost and again he can’t see
Been through worse and not giving up

Tries to get more from love
Goes back to the girl, still incoherent
She looks into his eyes
This time with a look of discontent
She sees he’s blind
He’s wants what she can never find
“Where’s the girl I met last year?”
He asked as he shed the first imaginary tear
“Sorry, she’s gone and wants nothing more.”
The “Sorry” was like a stab through the heart
A note left that he can’t read
This was not what he needs
A temporary blindness made permanent
All of a sudden what once was a cure
Now a plague of undesired love
What was the love for?
What is ever enough?

Blind, bruised and broken
Longing for a woman’s touch that once was
A smile appears upon his lifeless body
Lying still across the floor
Finding happiness where no one expects
Sight returns and colors fill the air
He takes a look at the world around him
Where did he go? When did he return?
Was it the sorrow that made him happy?