8.22.15 to forget

a simple way of being- eradicated,
small false hope- rapidly extinguished.

dreading every breath while
entering a realm of unreal memoirs
alone and reaching for any
damn piece of rationality.

anyone hear me?
silent screams for liberation?

mend my twisted heart.
end this stupid desire.

a smile is the most beautiful illusion

amidst a laugh a frown betrays,
the design her fragile mind unfoils.

how do i say

how do i say,

the once brilliant stars no longer shine
amongst the now coldened skies,

or sometimes when the morning sun invites
humble spring flowers to bloom
the roots placed in last years mud.

perhaps careful explorations led
to new orbits and philosophies,

but i was left wondering
about the light before the dark,
the joker shows his other side.