He read each status update and the comments that were shared,
Left a comment of his own to show that he too cared,
Then scanning through the profiles of each like that he received,
He found a kindred spirit that he hoped could be believed.

They spoke most every evening and shared jokes throughout the day,
No matter what was posted they just knew what words to say,
Their friendship quickly blossomed and future plans were set,
A promise to meet up for real with no worry or regret.

He found his quarry easily by check-in time and date,
No need for a routine when it's served up on a plate,
The days of stalking people just a story from the past,
Now everything you need is on the webpage they viewed last.

The address wasn't far away and not that hard to find,
He laughed at how the internet was built with this in mind,
Walking through the neighbourhood like home was just ahead,
No one could suspect what he had planned to do instead.

He peered into the window at his target unaware,
Lost in a realm of binary without a worldly care,
Staring deep into a glowing screen that held a phrase of dread,
"Close that Facebook window and look up at me instead!"

I wander the world with the mask of a clown,
Determined to never reveal that I’m down,
The life of the party or so it would seem,
Disguising my sorrow as living the dream.

I walk in the shadows beneath this black cloud,
Lost in these dark thoughts I can’t speak out loud,
Adrift in a cold sea of doubt and despair,
I smile through the pain and pretend I don’t care.

I’ve known love and laughter and shared in their light,
United the world in my comedic might,
Yet surrounded by people I still stand alone,
A stranger amongst all the friends that I’ve known.

I’ve encountered more demons than angels by far,
And battled them both with many a scar,
But looking back now on a life spent at war,
I need to find peace and not fight any more.

So we boarded the bus, just the dreamer and me,?
as it pulled away from all we'd hated be,?
to the screech of the wheels on the road out of hell,?
in the dark of the night by the demon clock's bell.

So we drove through the night, just the dreamer and me,?
as the dawn light broke over the black Lost Soul sea,?
to the cries of our kin from the mountains above,?
that they know in their hearts that we need to find love.

So we rallied a cry, just the dreamer and me,?
as we reached the last checkpoint to set us both free,?
with the breath of the horde on the back of our necks,?
not a moment too soon did we pay our respects.

So we bid them farewell, just the dreamer and me,?
as the barrier closed on that world few will see,?
with a song in our hearts and smile on each face,?
we rejoiced at the chance to re-join our true race.

So we came to a stop, just the dreamer and me,?
as the road brought us to all we'd wanted to be,?
from the hatred and pain we once saw all around,?
to the love and the joy that we’d never have found.?

So we rested our heads, just the dreamer and me,?
as we thought about all that had caused us to flee,?
from this day to the end we will cherish this chance,?
as we move hand in hand to this sweet mortal dance.

In the boldest stories of her time,
the sharpest memories of each crime,
lives all that one was farce and mime,
the shadows of a dream sublime.

In the oldest fragments of her life,
the deepest scars of bitter strife,
lurks all that once was man and wife,
the jealous cut of sorrow's knife.

In the coldest reaches of her mind,
the darkest places she can find,
lies all that she has left behind,
the pain inflicted by her kind.

There she lies in silent thought,
Lost in the chaos life has wrought,
Through battles that her soul has fought,
Beyond all that she's ever sought.

There she drifts in silent sleep,
Lost in these lands where nightmares creep,
Entombed within this place so deep,
Beyond her heart's protective keep.

There she stays in silent hope,
Lost in a world where few could cope,
Abandoned on this lonely *****,
Beyond the last strand of life's rope.

A heart that loves beyond all doubt,
A symbol of what life’s about,
You are the better half of me,
The proof that we were meant to be.

A saviour in my darkest day,
A soul to help me on my way,
You are my angel in the night,
Forever guiding with your light.

A warm embrace to end each day,
A kiss to hold the pain at bay,
You are all I could ever need,
The suture to the ink I bleed.

A seed grown from the wars of love,
A sacred gift sent from above,
You are my precious Tudor rose,
How I deserve you no one knows.

I am the puppet master,
you are my broken doll,
your soul in my dominion,
your heart in my control.

I am the puppet master,
you are my little toy,
your voice an echo of my own,
your thoughts in my employ.

I am the puppet master,
you are my greatest prize,
you’ve turned the tables on me,
you’ve tamed me with your eyes.

I am the puppet master,
you are my sacred dove,
you’ve brought light to the darkness,
you’ve filled my heart with love.

I am the puppet master,
you are my only friend,
your embrace will complete me,
your death will be my end.