Once again I felt the urge
The forceful pull
The sudden surge

A consuming lust
Fulfills my drive
To hold the knife
To end that life

Inside and out
Scars are showing
Blood is flowing
Someone is running

The fatal blow
The blood red glow
A TV show
Made reality

After the deed
The passion still roams
The killers creed
Fulfills thy own

The Cranklatches are here
and they've come out to play

creaking and clanking
through the dying light of day

mechanical pixies
with robotic complexion

dead-pan demons
devoid of affection.

Leaving few traces,
and stealing children's faces -

oil stained, macabre and free

vile intentions disguised
by the perfect plans they've devised -

masquerading as you

or as me.

Auriferous
vicious
nasty
and sly

Grotesque
burlesque
hasty
and wry

but one thing I wonder
about these prolific creatures;

(or, Freaktures)

they're greedy,
they're seedy,
they're selfish and thieving -

but

Isn't that the same with us human beings?

The clouds paint the blue canvas white
No matter where you are it’s easy to see
That it’s picture perfect and just right
The reflection shines on the blue sea.
The sun paints the blue canvas orange
No matter what you are it’s a lovely view
The hours go on and the clouds rearrange
The flora sprouts life anew.
The stars paint the blue canvas black
No matter who you are you need to rest
For tomorrow when the blue canvas comes back
And shines on the beautiful forest.

Daddy daddy
Do not fret
I'm doing everything I can here
Daddy daddy
Don't worry about me
I'm doing everything you've taught me
Daddy daddy
Smile
Because if there's one thing you've taught me growing up
Keep going it gets easier
Daddy daddy
It's going to be ok
I am doing alright.

Dear daddy,
there's a box full of letters under my bed
I wrote them to you but kept them in my head
For reasons a little more than "left unsaid"
No, I can't communicate with the dead
Paper doesn't reply
And if it could,
It wouldn't compare to the conversations between you and I
You were inspiring and wonderful
Did you know that, daddy?
You were brave so that we were comfortable
In a house with safety that still survives
To me, you've never died
And every time I say that you have,
I feel that I've lied
In my dreams, you're still real
A body I can hug,
A person I can feel
But when I wake up,
you are gone again
And I'm struggling...I am
Because I lost my best friend
We were getting closer, weren't we?
Things were getting better, weren't they?
I know everything happens for a reason,
or at least that's what they say
But I can't find a reason to take a man's life
Though I can find a reason to use this knife...
But I'm stronger than that, and maybe that's why
Good people must go, even the best must die
I might've lost my dad, but I won't lose this fight

Dear daddy, you should know that I'm much stronger now
I'm falling apart but I stand tall somehow
And it hurts every day, and we all still cry
But you had to go, and even though I don't know why
I know that there's a reason behind your leaving
I know that there's a reason I was the one to find you'd stopped breathing
I know there's a reason for October 15th
I know I don't know that reason,
But I'm getting closer, I think.

I miss you.

Its been a year
since the last time we
first met after so
many long years of distance.
I hope that someday,
ill still see you again like
the sun meets the eye and
the moon kiss goodnight
and the gentle breeze
that always whispers
into thy ears.
Nothing is wasted
All is cherished
Even the seeds that bare fruit
And the sweet agony of pain.
Take care and
I'm always here for
you no
matter what.

Every time you paint your lips;
            with lipstick -- I get jealous.

            I wish we would make up.