Poem #3

"Stop the Smiles"

Foot after foot
pace after pace.
Now I am in this place

The only place in my head
that doesn't leave me dead.
But I admit, in all things said,
this is the one place that I dread.

A place that can bring the greatest need,
from the glimmer, to fruition from seed.
My entire being stems from here,
my creative vassal, the muse in my ear.

There once was a time when I knew not this place,
when I knew only of my life's disgrace.
In my head there was once only sadness,
happiness gone, siding with madness.

Yet then came a time when thoughts filled anew,
I knew that something had broken through.
Broken the silence of my mind,
and now many things I find.

I will say only one thing about my mind
I have lost so much to be kind.
Yet never have I wondered of rest,
stop the smiles and start evil, perhaps that would be best...