A glitter in the eye
A smile to add surprise
A soul that would defy
A cold heart in which to hide
A mind harmed by lies

A glance in hopes to confide
A cheek down which a teardrop slides
A vampire who would cry
A reaction that cannot be defined
A barrier within the mind

Michael
February 23, 2002

-Lane-

Feeling the pain,
Seeing the blood,
Not knowing how to heal either,
Looking on and hiding the shame,
Wondering when the tears will flood,
Seeking the truth, finding lies and wanting neither.

Life in it's endless progression,
Tearing at your soul,
The fear welling from your memories,
Retreating, hiding, burying yourself in regression,
The heart within beating slowly, dark and cold,
Spending your nights in empty graves, dwelling in cemetaries.

Who are you? What to do?

I have tried again and again to be happy,
And stay in this world of yours,
Not playing by my own rules,
But by yours,
Contained in self indulgence,
And behind heavy curtains I hinde behind a mask,
Known for it's intensity and madness,
Should I be amazing today?
Or that psychotic bitch that lurks behind every dark corner of your mind?
How about the happy liar, who smirks at your every distateful comment?
How about another day?
Can I be myself today?
Alone, staying here watching the world go by,

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