Nothing

The world loses color as reality collapses

You enter a new universe

The scape is of gray and white

You feel a pull and you are taken through,

Through the wormhole of thought

And into my mind, my universe

 

                                                                        Alone

I speed through life alone

I pass by masks, much like my own

I shy from the face underneath

Everyone does the same to me

I cry as I fall away from them

And back into the empty world of my mind

Inside, beneath my mask, I am crying

 

                                                                        Rage

I remember what they did to me

They laughed, pointed, used words as deadly as blades

They pushed, shoved and hit

I fight back, they beat me into submission

They laugh at me again

I pull out a knife, a gun, anything

I kill them, showing as much mercy to them as they did me

I laugh at them, as they did me

I open my eyes, return to reality

And move on in my day

 

                                                                        Mask

I wear a mask of joy

I wear a mask of sorrow

I wear a mask of neutrality

I beg for my mask to be my face

There are some that try to pull at my mask

There are some that have succeeded in tearing away pieces

But every time, when someone pulls at my mask

I run away, back into my mind, back to the safe shadows

And scream silently in anger as I win yet another battle

 

                                                            Just a Funny Limerick

At the end of the rainbow is gold,

The leprechaun who guards it is old

He attacks you with magic,

If it hits you its tragic

To go there, you are bold

 

                                                            Dream

I enter my dreams and see an image

The scape turns to green, trees start to form

I travel through the woods, I hear a noise

I look into a clearing, there are figures weeping

I recognize the figures, a rabbit, donkey, kangaroo, and others

The one near a tombstone, is Winnie the Pooh

He cries, looks at the grave and is wracked in grief

In a moaning voice, he cries “Christopher Robin”

I turn away in sadness, and run