Everyone thinks that I have gotten better.I haven't!I'm just gotten better in hiding it.With a smile on my face.And laughing.But deep in my heart.Its still aching.Hurting.Don't you know?I am in pain.
Roses are red.Hold up, I mean.Roses were red.Violents were blue.Honey so sweet.And so are you.But now, the roses are shriveled.The violents aren't blue.All the flowers are gone.And i will be too.
Look at that sky,There are a lot of stars,Dancing together,Singing with the moon,But, Hey,The moon seem like he happy,When the stars around him,That moon are smilling,Let's see tomorrow,When the stars gone,Is it the moon still happy like this?Or it just a night with no soul?Now look at you,Are you the moon or the stars?
The space of the world is immense, before me and around me;If I turn quickly, I am terrified, feeling space surround me;Like a man in a boat on very clear, deep water, space frightens and confounds me.I see myself isolated in the universe, and wonderWhat effect I can have. My hands wave underThe heavens like specks of dust that are floating asunder.I hold myself up, and feel a big wind blowingMe like a gadfly into the dusk, without my knowingWhither or why or even how I am going.So much there is outside me, so infinitelySmall am I, what matter if minutelyI beat my way, to be lost immediately?
Long vast shapes... cooled and flushed through with darkness....Lidless windowsGlazed with a flashy lusterFrom some little pert cafe chirping up like a sparrow.And down among iron gutsPiled silverThrowing gray spatter of light... pale without heat...Like the pallor of dead bodies.
A Wife -- at daybreak I shall be --Sunrise -- Hast thou a Flag for me?At Midnight, I am but a Maid,How short it takes to make a Bride --Then -- Midnight, I have passed from theeUnto the East, and Victory --Midnight -- Good Night! I hear them call,The Angels bustle in the Hall --Softly my Future climbs the Stair,I fumble at my Childhood's prayerSo soon to be a Child no more --Eternity, I'm coming -- Sire,Savior -- I've seen the face -- before!