Can you see beneath this smile i wear?
Look past these cheerful eyes.
Do you recognize the sadness there,
Concealed by this disguise?

I'm drowning in a flood of tears,
That no one seems to see,
Troubled by my silent fears,
That withhold sleep from me.

Can you hear the waver in my tone,
When i say "I'm doing fine" ?
Truth is I'm scared to be alone,
In this secret world of mine.

Darkness consumes them all.
Mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters.
It devours them like a starved animal, showing no mercy.
It shrouds them in endless night, every last innocent victim.
None can escape the suffering, the constant grief and fear.
It eats away at them, slowly eroding their will to live.
What was it like to have a family?
To sleep in a warm bed at night?
To be untouched by the pain of hunger?
They can no longer recall.
Their tears have been spent, their humanity stolen.
Skeletal shells are all that remain,
The ******* ghosts of people who once were.
No longer do they fear Death; he is a familiar acquaintance,
A chance to escape the unbearable agony.
Some embrace him, others have no choice.
In an instant they are swept away, willing or not.
Their lives snuffed out, unnoticed by the world.
They are broken-winged birds, caged behind barbed wire.
No hope of flying in the blood-red sky,
Tinged with smoke and fire.

Dark angry rain clouds greedily consumed the sky,
Hiding the once luminous sun in a dreary shadow.
The air is thick with anticipation. An eerie silence.
The wind roars menacingly as it rushes passed me.
The world is a weeping child as torrents of rain
Plunge down to the earth like teardrops, immersing
Everything in sight. A shiver travels down my spine
As I feel the water cascading down upon me.
The land is Grey with gloom. The drip drop of rain
Surrounds me. I Sway to the relentless rain,
And dance to the distant thunder.

When I’m dreaming the world is full of color,
Bursting into beams of shining, sparkling light.
Fast asleep, and free of worry, want, and woe.
I pay no mind to the lies of mankind.

When I’m dreaming, I am no one but myself.
No need to hide behind an ugly shadow of
Someone I don’t know, someone I don’t need to be.
No longer in danger of being a stranger.

When I’m dreaming, the world is mine.
Every field, forest, and firefly.
The air is thick with the scent of flowers.
I could lie here in the breeze all day.

When I’m dreaming, I constantly wonder
Why reality can’t be like I make it,
Why all of my dreams are forsaken,
Why do I have to awaken?

The sun was rising overhead,
It shined its gleaming rays
Then said the moon, just playing dead.
“I simply cannot stay!”
The sunshine softly said goodbye,
And brighter by the second,
She ascended to the rosy sky,
And to the birds she beckoned.
The silvery stars were now long gone,
Nocturnal beasts were sleeping.
The night was like a distant song,
Shadows ceased their creeping.
As the day wore on, the sun grew tired,
Her rays were gently fading,
Between her lips snuck out a yawn,
She knew the moon was waiting.
She’d had her turn to light the world,
To warm each living thing,
But then Moon said, as night unfurled,
“I am the Twilight King”.

The leaves ripple in the misty breeze,
waving at me through the foggy glass
which i stare through, absently sifting
through a forest of sleepy thoughts.
Fat raindrops fall and drip slowly
down the windowpane, like tears
the sky has shed. My root-beer
brown eyes are dulled under the
light of the pale grey gloom. A sigh
escapes my lips, disappearing silently
into the air. Quietly I watch the world
as each second crawls away.
Alone in the dim darkness waiting,
waiting for the sun.