When I stare at mirrors
My eyes disrobe the lies
And shadows of my mind
Til I'm left with emotions
Creaking on worn floorboards
Stepping into a noose
Kicking the insecurity out
And waiting to find out
If I died
Or was set free

Every tear I shall collect,
     But not one shall taint
                    The earth.

For I will mould every shard
         In vengeance

of emotion.

And when enough pain
           is forged cold.


The blade frozen in segments
            Of woeful  agony,

Then I shall pearce you deeply,
     So you feel the coldness

Of every tear descending down
      Tarnished cheeks.

   And know that pain saved,



Has a price worse that what
              Was dealt before.

Because tears have a price,
       Are you doing to pay...

Life is death,
            breath is a tome.

And every step,
          we walk to
  

our carcass in earths grasp.

Remember that hate has many
                faces and some smile,
                           but underneath they are corrupt
                    representations of humanities worth.


Let us learn that we are all one kind.
                                                                  Human kind.
             Treat others as you wish to be treated.


Never let the past repeat,  
               as this is a taste of what must never be regurgitated.



As what comes back up
                              is sick and ill tasting.
                Learn that no matter our differences
                  were all the same no matter our diffeences.