Devils smile wrapped on my wrist
Life's irony the perfect twist
Laugh or cry?
Both come easily..no need to try
A lesson of compassion long in need
a broken heart...a runaway weed
Anger masking sadness
An artist gift..a look into madness
Love so deep and connected
Never to be together....too much expected
Only by duty...a higher call
Time to move into me ...recovering from the inevtable fall...
Wings still work....Like riding a bike
sometimes...what we need..isn't what we like...
Guess irony is a jagged pill...
Red or Blue..they both make you ill..
Time to fly into the center of it all...
With chaos comes order.....A lesson learned from the crash..the inevitable fall
The cycle runs in my blood...deep in the veins of my family tree
A battle of the story...the addict in me
a need to speak of the beast i met on my travels
the mystery of my existence slowly unravels
Stories of darkness and sin forgiven in the full moon light
no longer willing to control what I can not fight..
A night of spite...a black widows vanity
The outcome can only be a Van Gough insanity
acceptance of the choice....
In the asylum comes the motherly voice
Speaking softly bringing a much needed rest
Confirming what i always knew...it's all just a big test
Life moves on....a choice to make it new
The slate is clean....grow up little one....keep your chin up...It's OK 2 b u
No need to dig deeper into the pain of an improper touch
pain only comes down on everyone when u use it as a crutch
The doors are open you can leave the asylum halls
you 'll be fine...just remember everyone....... falls