The world is frozen over, like my mind, body and soul.
Forever trapped in this hell where i never grow old.
Stuck in this fucked up state of mind, never to be touched by the hands of time.
Waiting for my life to end, waiting til the day i die.
Will this time ever come, everything thats happened to be undone.
The earth begins to violently shake, everything begins to shatter.
A fiery woman is the source of the devistating quake,the frozen particles begin to scatter.
I feel the world warming up and time catching up to me.
She is setting the world free, free of its icey solidity.
But as time catches up to me i wonder, will this fiery beauty be the death of me.
...its not done....might not get done
Friday, December 19, 2008
The Joker Has a Mask
The joker has a mask,
its funny on the outside,
destroyed on the inside.
The joker has a mask,
making people laugh with his glare,
but inside, wants someone to care.
The joker has a mask,
behind it he talk of gallows and slapstick,
truthfully thinking of the gallows, his body dropping like a brick.
The joker has a mask,
its a master of diguise,
its the masters demise.
The joker has a mask,
he is taking it to the grave,
passed the point of being saved.
The joker has a mask,
its on during his funeral,
but who would no?
its funny on the outside,
destroyed on the inside.
The joker has a mask,
making people laugh with his glare,
but inside, wants someone to care.
The joker has a mask,
behind it he talk of gallows and slapstick,
truthfully thinking of the gallows, his body dropping like a brick.
The joker has a mask,
its a master of diguise,
its the masters demise.
The joker has a mask,
he is taking it to the grave,
passed the point of being saved.
The joker has a mask,
its on during his funeral,
but who would no?
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