Is this Boredom?
Or merely Insanity?
Can you find me,
Or is that in Vanity?
Tomorrow won't come again
But Today will be forever
The future isn't mine to have
It's only yours to treasure.

Believed I was Faust
Clever and young
Dangerous and dashing
I was wrong

I dealt with devils
And ate with kings
Devoured young maidens
I am the beast

Back from the dead
Stealing young dreams
Walking in stolen skin
Tricking the masses

Homunculus;
Dwarf in the bottle
Never in control
Devouring thoughts

I met Faust once
He passed me by
I stole his look and way
I believed the lie

I rule a kingdom of sand
Today a paradise
Tomorrow featureless
Proud to be king
I can make my wants
Stack sand 10 feet
To make a bigger me
And watch it die
When the tide comes
Never completing
Always a new effort

I used to cower
Hidden in the dark
Stalking the night
Loneliness a shroud

Fear is a weakness
Sadness is a flaw
Lies I thought true
Paralyzed my maturity

Diseases are nasty
They give you marks
Or break your bones
Or slit your pretty throat

No one even whispers
Mental Illness is taboo
If your head isn't gashed
There is no wound there

Illness, not weakness
Don't laugh at the wheelchair
Don't scoff at the pill bottle
I refuse to be ashamed

Laugh in the dark
Before the morning
Sing by the lark
Better than snoring
Tuesday is gone
But so is Tomorrow
Dead on the lawn
T' everyone's sorrow

I'm attracted to sad eyes
Not sunsets or a pretty dress
The look of pain and loss
But only in the past

Its the empathetic heart I crave
Beating softly in broken cave
Chest bruised from heart-removal
Something close to what I know

There's beauty in symmetry
Particularly when its hidden
A smile at the lovely lips
And a tear in the sad eyes

Another false face, serial lies
Hiding truth of failures scars
A reflection on quality built
I love the look of sad brown eyes