“Cracks surely appear upon my skin
but don’t reveal me from within.
My mind’s acted upon many things
“I don’t exist” the usual ring.”
“I have tried to embrace my dreams
She has escaped me so it seems.
I fill the silence with my art
It escapes from my broken down heart.”
“I have encased my dream within art
Many times have I truly fallen apart?
I have been diagnosed as mentally ill
Here’s the cure please take another pill.”
“My blond hair has seen winter arrive.
My slender frame has expanded in size.
My skin now shows spots of age.
My heart refuses to turn the page.”
“I am manic because of my love
It truly fits me like a glove.
Married to the Rose of my dreams
Can you hear me? A Phantom Scream!?”
“To be a jester of a King
A silent mime sadly without a ring.
Because I have given away my prose
I have truly framed my heart’s Rose.”
“Hate and Love are united as one
Both undo what the other has done . . . “
“Right and wrong are united as one
Both undo what the other has done . . . “