Esen

Joker


The clamping of my muscles
Fold me from within,
filling voids that can never be filled,
I twist from the insides
caught within the gaps of the never ending,
One place of pain begins and the other never ends
You curse me and beg
and none of my answers are chosen,
You bide for time
and my heart lays dorment and frozen.
Swinging from the laughter
clenching from the pain
one bite after another
rotted apples tossed by the sane,
Sing me lullabies of how I should react
sift away my presence
wounded by your attacks,
My insides are boiling
burned to every degree,
I Sit here cut and chosen
labled tagged and priced
to high to be free.
And as my insides continue to dance
and run at there own pace
my flesh beckons for relaxation
too broken to finish your race,
Before you begin your terror of hollars till my confidence is no more,
I beseech of you a pardon
bring end to my tormented war.
I say to you all that I'm sorry
My fustration is just another ace,
who would have ever thought of it
the deck has layed hidden and laced,
Poisoned is the queens
Hollow lies the King
and I just tremble in my Own dillusion
hoping the next hand is never me.
Yes you call me your Joker
and Yes I never am a friend
Chosen chalices of wonder
take my love and let it hang and suspend.

Now that I can no longer stand
grabbing at my stomach
the muscles write there own passeges
and I am all of the but of it,
Please no more yelling
no more accusations
the pins and needles driving through my viens
is enough of any sensation.
I cannot harness the brain that once was of a man
I am now thinking through rubber
and for my sanity the safer I am.
No I can't blame you
You the Power of my bones
leaving me shocked with vices
to startled to answer the phone.
Sing inside my slumber
mash beside my mind
cut and slivered the pulp of the peel
nothing left but rind
Please Please release my name
never let it be spoken
I do not want to wind up all alone
my happiness raped and broken,
Too bare is my insides
please do not come in.
Tied by the ankles I feel your anger
tearing apart my sin.
No more thrusting
gasgs of blood from my lips
I'm you pillow for smashing
still too low
to raise my chin.
Here I am wanting
to bring strangth to the blood of my soul
You never clean up after and I pay with the fibers of my soul
To pungeant is my answers
reeking from battered fists
pounding
faster and faster
frayed by too many trips

And now you ask why is it that I am bellied
and slain
My answer is my stomach
it boils here in pain.

I can not find the riddle
the one that brings me releif,
I have to crumble ever slowly
to salvage any belief,
Your hell is but a gardern
one that parades before my Eyes,
I see the bastard Monkeys spray their filth into my skiy

Oh
Oh
I must take a deep sigh
Where am I
where has this darkness risen from,
and how come I no longer feel my legs
I have broken back into the shell
The inner lining of her eggs.

Be it for your Ideas of reincarnation
before your sympathetic blessings
I was an Angel
of the born nesting
And now I crack from With in
I'm just another Joker full housed and pinned.


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I know this is a long mesh of rambling.
sorry about that

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~Esen
What is everyone doing in my room?

J.R.V.A.

Pretty good rambling, Thanks

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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart

Esen

Heh Heh,
Thanks J.R.V.A.

You are always very kind

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~Esen
What is everyone doing in my room?

Angel

Whew! May I breath now?
That was rather expressive. Your words paint quite a visual, the feel is intense.
Nice work!
~Angel~

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In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was within me an invincible summer.
~Albert Camus