These crumbling feelings inside-
Like a long-standing tower coming crashing down.
All these praises that I fed your pride;
Just to jested with, and be called a clown.
Warm rivers that trickle down a cold, barren face-
Are you crying?
Unsmiling lips that speak at an unsteady pace-
Are you lying?
Everything that comes, becomes everything that goes,
Like winter chills fade as spring breeze blows.
When light flows in, it billows away the dark,
Like the floating of a summer bird, the songs of a skylark.
Flushed face, smiling eyes and a grin-
Are you smiling?
Hushed warmth, joy radiating from within-
Are you shining?
Learn to love and not to spite,
Lonely when we are-with such little might.
Break it all free, inhale the light, Be the dawn to an endless, ignorant, night.



