How long can one
Carry on,
When each day closes
Many blessings short
Of a smile?

What feels
Naught but futile
Might simply
Not be for you.

Abrupt as it began —
It ends.

An illusion of being —
Significance
Needs no meaning.

Simple truths
To sing along,
Little lies
To dance to.

Tools of gods,
Toys of men —
The tool wields not the hand.
Earthly needs,
Divine plans,
The tool
Wields not
The hand.

Don't fan my hate,
Your needs can wait —
Will the world to stop.
Will the world
To stop.

Bury my feelings,
Can't show my weakness.

My grief, my pain
Outweigh all else —
I scream,
And will the world
To stop.

Wonder what happened
To your wonder —
Reclaim the dreams you dreamt
When you were younger.

Any day, come what may —
Aim to please, but never fear
To disappoint.

Pretty
Is what we wear,
Beautiful
Is who we are —
How we look
Is how we feel.
Tired. Happy. Sad.

Days set to a rhythm
In a world without rhyme —
If reason won't pretend,
Neither will I.

Write what you know,
Live what you don't —
Then write some more.

Desires unspoken,
Acts taboo —
They'll never come to pass,
Until they do.

Beat the odds,
Strum the heart strings,
Seek a rhythm all your own —
Sing the song that fills your soul
For none but you.

A landing paved
With broken dreams —
Was what you have
Worth half a life?

The sins of the father,
The silence of the mother,
The lie at childhood's end —
Shards of innocence.

Believe,
Be heathens,
Be what feels right —
Just be kind.

The con in economy
Requires a majority
To believe.