BEAUTY IN PATHOS?

Haven't we had enough of your failed relationships?
I don't tell you mine so why do you tell me yours?
Of course, we can hide behind art forms and compassion,
there is no place to hide - time to get something new.

I prefer a Chopin nocturne, prising a tear,
so beautiful, poignant, I am no longer here;
take me away again where the weather's warm,
give me some magic instead of a gloomy dawn.

There is often no 'easy,' you should know by now,
find your power, level, which only you can endow;
you fight for what you have and still to possess,
to admit a loss is irresponsible and careless.

There, I've told you what to do, prove your worth
and deserve being loved in your life on this Earth.