The Jester's Fate

Tear stained marks upon a painted face,

Bells ringing freely but sorrow sounds out,

Strangled words never leave that forced voice,

Trapped forever in this world of fakery.

Tell me of the jester,

Who leaps and prances on command,

Bound by not strings nor words,

But chains and crowned threats.

Labeled a fool for all to see,

Facades and trickery his bread and butter,

Always a joke and nothing more,

A toy, a tool for all to use.

Madness within madness,

His only asset left to utilize,

Slowly evaporating his own soul,

Soon turning him not into a puppet but the lunatic. 

The rambling fool that no longer pretends,

His shattered insanity in mere pieces,

Yet everything remains the same,

His suffering and inner death never known.

Tear stained marks upon a once painted face,

Bella rang freely but sorrow sounded out,

Strangled words never left that forced voice,

Trapped forever in this world of foolery.

A Journey

Child of the earth, take me with thee,

Where the oceans roar and rivers sing,

Where winds serenade oh so sweetly,

And where whispers of the earth so great a bounty brings.

Take me on a journey with thee,

Where eagles soar and stallions run,

Kind rains wash away every sorrow,

Where rays of sunset kiss thee when the day is done.

Free from all the shadows,

Outrunning every perusing nightmare,

Worshipping the rotating stars in the sky,

Chasing the winds to God knows where.

A place where wondrous things stretch endlessly,

Valleys and mountains bend to your will,

Flowers rise from the earth to kiss your feet,

A place where time himself had stood still.

Where rains of the monsoon sing thee to sleep,

And soft heather serves to rest thy weary head,

Aurorian lights dance in the night's sky,

Where fires keep thee company till they burn themselves dead.

Child of the earth, take me with thee,

Where the oceans roar and rivers sing,

Where the winds serenade so sweetly,

Where whispers of the earth so great a bounty brings.

Too Precious To Have And To Hold

Tis a broken world that cut us with those shards,
The pieces of glass still lay within us, 
Glowing with luminescent pains of the past,
Reflecting every inch of shattered trust. 

So many cracks within that mirror, 
Savagely done by our own bloodlinked kin, 
The silver separating but still reflects, 
Forgotten stories clawed onto tortured skin. 
Red and angry those marks lay,
Though a death-like blue its heart did beat, 
Dying inside but unable to die, 
A revolving film did we have front seats. 

Forced to relive them against our will,
Remembering was always painful,
Until we'd do anything to take it away, 
Even for a sliver of light, we'd be truly grateful.

A patch of sky one day showed itself,
Not dim but yet not blinding,
Its curious light beckoning with kindness, 
A welcomed change from endless crying.

It stayed and slowly warmed my soul, 
My frozen heart as well,
Only for me did that patch stay,
In its warm light, did i choose to dwell. 

Probably not the wisest decision, 
As it would move where the wind takes it, 
But with wings it blessed my torn soul with, 
In hope that this broken world could one day be lit. 

To be able to feel again, 
To be able to believe, 
Together we share this acursed world,
Immortal souls as thick as thieves.

Promises i would never make, 
Dangers that i would normally fear, 
Hope that i would never dare to believe in, 
And yet roses you made bloom from my tears.
A wounded soul thats bathed in darkness,
Yet you shine with armor a knight would envy,
With flaming heart and hope within,
I can only pray a part of your future, i'll be.

I shall be your light for as long as you let me, 
To ease your sorrows and weary mind,
Chasing back shadows from whence they came, 
To hope for the day you say "You're mine." 

Until that illusion becomes inescapably real,
Allow me to be your healing balm,
Until the day you tire of my presence,
Or until that fading doubt is truly gone.

The Broken Flower

Words that were craved the most,

Touch that disintegrated my skin,

Burning stings from unforgiving tears,

A tongue whose words could never win.

A hand never raised to the youngling,

Yet words that tore and split at her core,

A bruised and beaten soul lay in pieces,

Yet never knowing why or what for.

Caged in the corner of her mind,

She burns the city in fury and agony,

Watching as the flames engulfed her,

A fading hope to finally be free.

She prayed to a God she knew didn't exist,

Asking Him to turn her tears to roses,

She quivered as she stood in the rain,

Forced to stand outside for unknown causes. 

Fear and oblivion were her only friends,

Isolation and silence, her companions;

Trembling when voices were raised,

Familiarity of a home devoid of compassion. 

Eyes that looked upon a world so cruel,

Lips that trembled at the crack of a whip,

Ears that bled from inhuman words,

Wounds so deep but never dripped.

My Mistake, Your Apology

Silence that was louder than thunder,

Absence that was sharper than a knife,

Untruths as hidden as the immaterial,

Your presence, a painful memory to my life. 

Words i once believed,

A hand i once held dear,

Yet all were lovely lies,

Ever soothing to one's ears.

Gentle lips that had caressed my neck,

Though now it existed bitten and bleeding,

Eyes that i thought understood like no other,

Though now led to my own swollen and grieving. 

You had understood my fading sanity once,

And i believe deep down you still do,

Failure to keep your promised words,

Was what pried me apart from you. 

You understood the depth of words,

Such sweet ones you had uttered,

And still you carelessly let them loose,

Thus like butterflies away my trust fluttered.

You were regretful and apologized,

And still i have yet to recover said wounds,

Your betrayal was the deepest of all,

Written in my skin like ancient runes. 

It matters not what there is left to say,

In my lunacy i deem them all lies,

Yours, mine, theirs, ours,

Enough with fruitless tries.

I whisper into the thinning air,

Was it truly foolish to trust?

I ask to to my reflection before me,

Why did i let you turn me to dust? 

Silence that was louder than thunder,

Absence that was sharper than a knife,

Untruths as hidden as the immaterial,

Your presence, a painful memory to my life. 

What Will Always Be

Hurtful words do not pierce skin,
But instead, they wound the soul,
Blood that weeps from spirit torn,
Sewn shut lips shall take its toll.

Doubt that shreds your inner being,
Unyielding silence reigns supreme,
Blame and fault walk hand in hand,
The crack of that mask, never seen.

To reveal the worlds within a world,
Chip away at those porcelain lies,
That spread and hardened long ago,
To hide away shame and tainted ties.

Regret that stings your very being,
Things that were never in your control,
Fingers pointed with echoing laughter,
Innocence and sanity they long had stole.

With summoned tears and bitten lips,
The light becomes too much to bear,
Rays of white that scorch and burn,
The unforgiving world that was never fair. 

An empty shell that begs for death,
Remnants of tortured souls rot away,
Forever waiting for oblivion to come,
As agony manifests and vows to stay. 

The Broken Glass

Say goodbye as i disintegrate,
Gazing at the world with defeated eyes,
I crumble away but my reflection remains,
Behind the cracked glass with unheard cries.

The shadows' mockery echoed through my soul,
They watched as my fingers bled when reaching for the light,
They knew the truth but said nothing,
As the salvation i longed for turned into fires of white.

With trembling hands i let go of the edge,
Falling back into the abyss with hope's incarnate, 
The familiar numbness wrapped itself around me, 
While i watched her suffocate and finally greet death.

My kingdom, my people, they welcome me home,
The freezing embrace of darkness the first to appear,
Holding me tight like an abandoned lover,
Telling me not to leave and that i have nothing more to fear.

Turned away and forgotten by the world outside the mirror,
I dance to this intoxicating rhapsody as I seal the way out,
Vowing never again to leave the only place i belonged,
Destroying the mirror without anymore doubts. 

'Never forget that you are alone'
 Alice whispered into my ear,
'Do not make them prove it to you again..
Don't let them see a single tear.'

With hands as cold as a corpse,
I entwine my fingers with hers,
Walking into the realm where she was queen,
Insanity, a blessing and a curse. 

Say goodbye as i disintegrate,
Gazing at the world with defeated eyes,
I crumble away but my reflection remains,
Behind the cracked glass with unheard cries.