

clownall I see of you is this mask you show this painted face to the world pale faced crimson lips always smiling for the people of the crowds isn't it tiring to play this roleclown
don't you wish to rest for a day not to pretend that the world is such a grand place that there are dark places even in your mind that the smiles will not chase away rainbows do not start or end here and you smile all the same always the clown


in historiesIn histories of lovein histories
I have stumbles and I have failed I have been in love
Once, twice, three times for sure But in love I have nothing to show I have my scars
With innocent wonderings and a few devilish attempts I too have inflicted upon others Who is to show me the ways of the heart I see his words they tell me to go I feel my heart it beats it might be so Thoughts of fear, rejection, and hope But when I survive this down fall where will I go I have struggled with myself so long
And others have taken with me the fall Well here I am


thoughtsA dark corner it sides here in this room a crowd surrounds but loneliness shrouds the view I think I am used I think I am tired If I want to flee let me go holding me will only make it worse only make me fight it more make me regressthoughts
but let me fly and I am yours..


well aquaintedIn this love of unlove We stare inward and search outward I wantwell aquainted
but is it because I can't have a denial of requited love does it then become unrequited I reach out to the warmth of my heart and come back with gooey fingers it spreads to my mind and I think I am in Love and I am denied all but a physical desire a heart I fear you will always hide I will always follow becauss I do
I do love you I have and I will In that I know for sure will you ever join me or will you always keep me at the edge of your heart.. toes i
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