The world was big.
Big enough to swallow her whole.
She kept telling herself
To always be aware,
So she don't become
a gone elf.
She used to roam on her tippy-toes.
So she don't break the thin ice.
Afraid to fall, she was.
A guy stepped into her world,
Holding a lantern in his hand,
And a smile on his face.
It's okay to fall,
I'll catch you.
How, then, she wondered.
He showed something to her,
Something so alien to her -
A warm grin.
I'll be your polar bear.
I'll stay under the ice, if that means saving you.
Now the world is still big.
But not too big as then,
Because they both know
what they have is bigger.
He made her smile
and made her laugh, too.
One day, she said,
Dude, I like you.
The calming presence of a Shawnee moon
evokes awe and winnowed promises.
Shadows fling their blackened wings.
Kohl lids define the stark and stardust.
A soul peers, whole, at the slivered orb
that beckons dreams to boldly stand in fractured hope
held captive by a wizened man's concave grin.
a friend I know.
She seems like
nothing could break
but then I learned'
how people in her town are
She never talked to anyone
until two years ago.
Then , she opened up.
I met her so soon,
it wasn't earlier.
She makes me feel,
like i could fly.
I wish I could spend just one day,
to tell her,
how soon yet,
how much I appreciate
someone like her.
How I wish more people in the world
were like her.
I told her from the start,
I'm glad she's here.
I hope she'll remember,
I'll always be here.
He paints a pretty smile
On his face,
A smooth, unworthy facade
Of what he feels.
He plasters a sickly grin
On his cracked skin,
To make sure everybody else
Has gotten their fair share of happiness
Before he starts on his own.
He plucks at the corners of his drooping mouth
Trying to resemble a crescent moon with his teeth;
He wishes desperately for someone to rip away his mask,
Expose the bare naked feelings of his pure, raw skin.
Oh, how he wishes for that day to come
For a pretty porcelain girl
To make him smile oh so sincerely,
Like how he did for so many before her.
Little pills bring relief
Little spoon make it brife
Rush it along
Soothe my song
Pack the bowl and pass it here
Please bring me another beer
Self medicate is the only way
To kill this agony I feel today
Tomorrow I'll be fine again
I'll plaster on my biggest grin
No one will know the pain within
What hides on the verge of the madness
And why does it luring me in
Faster and faster
Head spinning and spinning
I stand at the edge of the darkness
And staring at it with a grin
How close, for how long can I linger
Caressing it gently with finger tips
The conscience is screaming
The darkness grows bigger
And inside me creeps
this is what i love about you
this is what makes me grin
this is what gets my heart beating
this is why i let you in.
your sense of humor is magical,
i can be myself around you.
our love is never tragic and
i can always try something new.
your smile can light up the whole town
your laugh can turn a head
you lift me up when i am down
you get me out of bed.
i trust you with my everything
i know you won’t talk trash
we don’t even need a promise ring
i know that we’ll surely last.
the hugs and kisses feel so right
the cuddles feel so safe
and when you hold my hand real tight
you give me so much faith.
just know that you’re my baby boy
and i’m your baby girl
you always give me so much joy
you make my heart wanna twirl.
i love you more than anything
and that will always be
i’m your queen and you’re my king,
and that’s why i love you, you see.
I want to be Paganini
I want to be Alexander the Great
But I'm only Pagliacci
A Faustian soul in sorrow and hate
And this is not a surrender
I will never stop fighting this war til I die
But passion is burning my heart to embers
Smiling wide hides the chaos inside
Aimed for the stars
Just to crash upon the moon
And reconstruct my broken pieces
From the ashes of my doom
I am reborn through death and madness
Scion of Nihilistic Sin
In my wake, I leave a trail of sadness
Soon all will hide inside THE GRIN
Choirs of Damnation!
Your Maestro has arrived at last!
Barking dogs and shotgun blasts
The sound of frenzied feet as they pound the city streets
It's a symphony of victory against the riot police
Fear me, heroes
For I am near thee
Come one, come all
Hear ye, hear ye
The Jester dances on your Graves
the Joker wears the crown
And the man who has the final laugh
At last will be the Clown