Masking pain with a smile braver than
a bird taking flight through a gale...

When he sleeps, he sleeps for decades
away from here physically...

Alone
silence ringing...

Resubmitted and edited.
Juxtapose belief with pain and suffering...

He wasn't a man
of that he was glad...

A fire raged in his mind so fierce
that his eyeballs bled and imploded...

Those four blank walls encase me,
offering comfort and hiding my personality...

This grey mound no longer matters
entombed in gristle floating majestically...

We have ridden life's roller coaster
Yet we have always stayed on...

Portraying such childish humour, yet
evil resides within his blanched mind...

Born
screaming leg kicking...

Against loving, Against!
Still we're lovers? we're STILL...