The ballet of a SilhouetteSlippers the colour of moonlight slide across the slicked wooden floor.A skirt the shade of blood fans out with each step.One twirl after the next- a slim back arching as toes leave the floor for a second.Then they touch back down with the grace of an angel.Hair glistening gold- no, bronze -flutters in waves to a small waist,And illuminates the owner in a halo of light.Pale skin stands out, flawless and youthful as it curves and dips with each movement.Then vanishes past a smooth collarbone and beneath a corset that hugs the slim torso.Eyes that shimmer with the brown of milk-chocolate focus on the lights above,And cherry-painted lips part to exhale through two rows of ivory teeth.A silhouette of beauty, of song, and an angel of delicacy,Dives forward and arches out once more before landing with the gentleness of a swan,Arms extended like the pale wings of the bird itself.A chest heaves with exhaustion, but dewy skin glows with pride.Applause erupts from the once-awestruc
It's Worth ItWe walk aloneWe hide our facesWe put on a smileAnd go through each day as a shadow.We are so busy making others happyThat we don't even try to cross our own abyss of challenge.We can't balance on that wooden beam and soWe fall instead.And we keep falling,Unable to grasp our solid hold of the worldAnd we lose ourselves, relying on othersTo catch us again.Well I say forget that,I will rely on youBut I will not be turned to scrap metal in the process.I will continue across that beamNo matter what bullets you have to shoot me with.And the day that I cross the abyssOf people trying to drag me into its endless depthsOf sadness and self-ridiculeI will turnAnd I will wave for you to follow,Because I will give you a smileAnd remind you thatIt is worth the fightIt is worth the struggle to keep balanceBut you must outstretch your armsAnd walk with one foot in front of the other,A straight line across the wooden beamAnd as you crossYou will see the light
I Can't Lose to You.My blood rushes.My head is light.I can't think straight anymore,My only thought is; Fight.Fight your criticism.Fight your words.Fight your taunting.Fight you.I hate myself like this,Where all I see is red.It only reminds me,How I wish I were dead.That way, I can hurt no one.I can not give in.I can not lose.I can't. . .I can't let you win.Not again.Not again.Not again.I want to scream,But I don't want to lose again.
Ever Again. . .Will I ever get your smile back?Will you ever be happy again?Will I ever bring you back?From the darkness in which you've entered--You'll never knowYou'll never rememberNever see the meaningBehind my vacant smile.I'm never coming back--How can I save you?Will I ever see you again?Will you ever return. . .To the person I once knew you to be?--I want. . .to smile. . .Once more. . .But if no one can see me. . .No one can hear me. . .God, why don't you just kill me?!--You never show signsThat can prove you're disappearingBut you're not showing signsOf returning to me--Save me from my insanityTuck me away where I'll be safe,Save me from my dying conscious. . .And take me away to be happy again--Will you ever come back?I'm never going to returnWill you ever smile again?My lips can no longer fake the empty grinWill I ever see you again?I'm gone foreverWill you. . .Will I. . .Ever