by Wes Smith
Disappear from all perception
draw within myself each day.
Bitterness to those around me
the sunset fades from red to gray.
Trusting only in myself
I push away the life I knew.
And taste what I can never have
and long for someone just like you.
To treat me like I am a someone
and trust the path that I have chose.
But I have noone else like you
so daily now I self-implode.
Drawing deep within myself
far from other's hateful glares.
I place my dreams on dusty shelves
and fade from other's mocking stares.
So sure that they know for me whats best
they plug their ears to mournful cries.
I pull my hair and beat my chest
as tears are pulled in hollow eyes.
Sitting in my silent prison
I built alone, I start to cry
I watch the sunset fade away
and inwardly I start to die.
Take a breath and scream inside
echo off of unseen hills.
Walk along the rolling tide
bend it gently to your will.
Life's frustrations get you nowhere
way too fast it always seems.
I reach for what I'll never have
then turn back to my bag of dreams.
Open eyes that's sealed with rust
from tears that fall to a heart of tin.
See the map sketched in the dust
to dreams that's been forgot again.
Follow paths of indecision
leading on in circled form.
Beggin for a friend's provision
a hand to pull you from the storm.
I see the dream I've chased so long
fall right through my shaking hands.
Shattered by the demon's song
that echoes out through darkened lands.
Slowly standing to my feet
I stand alone, or so it seems.
And follow the next point of light
and chase after my Muted Dreams.
Then Comes The Sun
Dewdrops glisten on countless leaves
each a reflection of the world around
Every one unique
in the exact same way...
Darkness comes, darkness goes
day after day, night after night.
Each night just like the night before
Nighttime animals graze in freshly dew wet fields
Gathering all they can in the darkness
Just the same as last night
only just a little more...
Daylight sets crouched just behind the horizon
waiting for its cue in this endless game
Each morning oh so different than the last
and quite unlike anything else...
And then comes the sun...
Night folk head for their homes
Day folk open sleep filled eyes
and pull the covers just a little higher
Just 5 more minutes...
Im not going in today...
And in that lull between day and night
dark and light, sleep and the waking world
is a fraction of a second when time stands still
and everything stops as
I see the first breath from a distance
My eyes go closed in thankful prayer.
Kneel before the burning incense
stare into hypnotic flares.
Rise from kneeling, start the hunt
Slowly stalking helpless prey.
Every day it leaps and runs
drawing closer to the day.
Patiently I pace and wait
until the day when you are mine.
Slowly drawing towards the gates
longing to tear out your spine.
Everything you loathe, I am
Your broken mirror so it seems.
From time to time I take your hand
and plant the nightmares in your dreams.
All your problems, all your pain
You'll find me standing at the source.
I drink your tears that fall like rain
and feed on each regretful choice.
Revelling in all unholy
screams are music to my ears.
I stand with demons all around
and on their wings I send your fears.
Talons clicking on the stone.
silver hair that shines like fire.
Glowing eyes read ancient tomes
To see you die, my sole desire.
Finally you fall and kneel
I approach and hold you to my breast.
And as you look in
Footsteps echo down the hall
spectres of a lifetime past.
Neither here nor there at all
each one loud as thunder claps.
Sometimes in this life it seems
we turn our ears toward shadow's songs.
Reality is blurred to dreams
with foosteps marching ever on.
All the lives that we all live
be they fake or so sincere.
Rich or poor, take or give
a common thread in all appear.
Lessons learned from heroes past
thoughts of lives that never were.
As we walk our lifetime's path
footsteps echoes fill our world.
Every choice will add another
some in rythm some offbeat.
Father, mother, sister and brother
echoes march in unseen feet.
Years fly past and memories jumble
Like snapshots of a lifetime lost.
To the ground they fall and tumble
and slowly footsteps slow then stop.
Forced to make my own decisions
all the footsteps silent now.
Close my eyes and trust the wisdom
they've instilled so long ago.
Near the hallway's end I stand
scared to take the final step.
But I hear the Silent Echoes call
Stain Glass Eyes
You see the world through stained glass eyes.
Your own perceptions cloud your view.
Distorted concepts fan the fire
that's burned so long inside of you.
Colors forming distant rainbows
always just beyond your reach.
Sunk so far in your delusions
the cracks etched in your soul run deep.
You close your eyes, then ease them open
darkness greets you either way.
Never thinking how you've spoken
or who your words have drove away.
Bitterness is your companion
Contempt is always by your side
Hatred burns like desert sand and
in the dark you choose to hide.
You always take the easy path
never choosing self control.
Turn your ears as demons laugh
and sink the hooks into your soul.
Hang your head in sad acceptance
In floods all your darkest fears
And as you look through stained glass eyes.
The glass grows wet with stained glass tears.
Music Box: 3-18-2002
Slowly open up the cover
music slowly comes to life.
Emotions dancing with each other
as love twirls hand in hand with strife.
Tireless in her portrayal
the ballerina starts to spin.
Verbal sunsets fill her canvas
with every step she paints with wind.
Her face a mask of constant beauty.
Dancing, twirling, dip and sway.
Knowing nothing but her duty
she dances on day after day
I gently reach my hand to touch her
to see the worlds within her eyes.
Briefly brushing stone cold skin
then frame by frame I watch her die.
Slowly topples over and over
In her final dance she glides.
Shatt'ring on the floor beneath her
as teardrops fill my shock filled eyes.
She gave her all just for my pleasure
she showed me nothing else but love
I close my eyes, the music fading
and i know that will never be enough...
Heartbeat pounding in my ears
surely they can hear my pain
All the lies have now revealed
the one who's snatched my dreams away.
Great ambitions filled my head
dancing as they call to me.
But now my dream is left for dead
as teardrops form a crystal sea.
Slow my breathing, try to see
from eyes that's been sealed for so long.
Cover ears that tend to lean
toward the deadly siren's song.
Flesh so scorched from searing words
that cracks appear around my heart.
An outward show of inward hurt
A soul that's ripped and torn apart.
Silence now surrounds my breathing
teardrops falling far below
sounds like thunderclaps receding
down my cheeks it starts to flow.
Rivers etching in my flesh
a story born in dust and pain.
I raise my head and tear my chest
wanting to turn home again.
Silence now demands attention
I look with eyes of hurt and fear
and see the nail scars in the hands
that catch my sacraficial tears...
Loves First Kiss
Two hearts passing in the night
taking notice of their twin.
Stop and gaze in awestruck wonder
gazes locked and drawing near.
Noses brushing in the darkness
Breathing ceases for an instant
gently lover's lips caress
nervous giggles thrill the heart
feeling hearts beat in their chest
Exhale deeply, smile and listen
to the song of love's first kiss.
Diving headfirst into wonder
Both encompassed in its bliss.
Take me from your gilded box
wrap my frame in blissful song.
Walk with me and hold my hand
Hold me closely as I fall.
See the world through my eyes
Hear the music with my ears
Feel the breezes with my hands
Wet your cheeks with all my tears...