Once masked by a crafty disguise,
I fell victim to the devil’s eyes
...
My foul behavior’s met by reprimanding friends
Who are blind to logic in my acts
And reject the way my heart defends..
...
Clinging to the doorknob, I fall upon my knees
Begging for a comfort, to hush my constant pleas.
...
Pity clouds the skies. I can't open my eyes.
Every companion I once had looks at me and sighs.
I've built myself up high only to shatter my foundation
And I'm lying in the residue of sick demoralization
...
Constantly pleading, I'm throwing a fit
For I can't ever fill up this bottomless pit.
A flashy persona, typical primadonna
I swat away help screaming 'Go away' ' I don't wanna! '
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Wobbling on tightropes betwixt failure and success
Signing off my soul for temporary happiness
Fire fuels my journey, hearts perish on the way
Many try to fix me, very few can stand to stay.
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Watching all my loved ones leave me
Choosing strangers that deceive me
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I see the moon's warm smile as it shines upon the trees
Ingesting the sweet opium of silent symphonies
The sweet yet chilling peacefulness I hear with open ears
Exposing a bruised soul that I've hidden many years
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Listen to the stories being told
That come not from words, but from what the eyes behold
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Listen closely to the sound that lingers in your head
Listen to the silent screams that shriek beneath the bed....
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The sparkles of brightness shine in your eyes
Stare at the candle and watch as it dies
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Drown me in the depths of the black liquid sky
Into the sea of diamonds that shimmer oh so high
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Sitting in the playground, trying to decide
To either play upon the swings, or go over to the slide
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Emotions are beutiful.. each and every one of them. If we can find the beauty in them, it can help us cope. These poems are my feelings spilled onto paper, delicately crafted in a melodic way that may reach the ears of those of you who can perhaps relate.)
False Happiness
Once masked by a crafty disguise,
I fell victim to the devil’s eyes
As I bought his tainted merchandise
In exchange for my soul
To rid myself of emptiness
I fled to temporary bliss
And gorged myself with Satan’s kiss
But it never made me whole
This case I could not comprehend
For this demon was my only “friend”
Beginning my addictive trend
By spoiling me with pseudo dole
Weary to trek to the unknown
I locked myself beneath his throne
Unwilling to change, scared to atone
Thrill became my only goal
I must step out my comfort zone
Trapped in this lair, I live alone
A depressive hell I quite bemoan
Rotting with tainted joy I stole.