mangainium

You keep getting deeper, and I keep falling further,but my daily dose of Reality catches me,every time and drags me up to the top of the hole, to the start again.The Doctor called Right and the nurse named Life hand me a prescription for daily use,as well as directions for a different path, but I find myself unhealthy and back.Back to the hole that you've dug so low. Low in my heart and your mind and soul.Back to Ms. Wrong and her picket sign, that reads,"Turn back now or you'll be in too deep."Deeper than the sleep when you're in my dreams.Deeper than the tears seeping in my seams.Deeper than your eyes when they pierce through me.Deeper ...

"I watch my tears fall. I watch the black spatter from my painted face. The tears flow faster and start to take the blue, the red, and the white from my face. Why do I allow myself to be painted like some living canvas? This is not what I want. I do not wish to bring joy to those who would mock my true face. And yet I do. Everyday. I dance and sing and force out the untamed beast that is laughter. My mask smiles and grins while the laughter swallows me time and again... Drip. Drip. My fallen tears replace the floor with my face. I try to see my reflection in the puddle before my feet. But try as I might, I can only see the mask. My painted...

What am I?Am I alone? Do I pain for a companion to walk with? No, I am not alone. I am with myself, with I, with me. And they will never leave me.What am I?Am I lost? Do I not know where I stand? Do I not know my surroundings? No, I am not lost. I stand upon the ground and the air surrounds me. And they will never lose me.What am I?Am I in love? Do I feel the fiery soul of another, dancing through my heart? No, I will not say that I am in love. Unless only with myself. And that is not truly love.What am I?Am I sad? Do I feel a great sorrow or not know the unbridled joys that life brings? No, I am not sad. I am alive and know that I have th...