A Clown's Smile

I paint through my words,

I put colors through my rhyme,

Like the stars do to the night sky,

I could give you a piece of me

Each time I write.

Passion, dedication, blood, and love,

This is how art come into life

Dreams, tears, wounds, and scars,

This is how my words come into life.

I have a lot in my mind,

But my hands can’t cope up,

Words are jumbled inside my head,

Words that fuels my existence...

Can you feel my pain?

Are my tears of someone’s gain?

I never knew why I did what I did

I guess that’s why they tell me

You cannot choose whom you will fall in love with...

Slowly, the image of your face, your smile

Is fading in my memories

Does it mean I’m starting forget the feeling

I feel whenever you smile

Or the hurt I feel whenever I wish you are mine.

I want to forget the things I remember

And remember the things I forgot.

I want to remember the sound of your voice

And the touch of your hand

But I want to forget the feelings I have.

Memories are tricky things

To a mind that is confused

They are too unkind

To heart that longs

For that hand that hold another hand

Not mine.

I can’t breathe, I can’t cry

There are no more tears to dry

They went with the air I breathe

The day I lied

This kind of love is destroying me

Breaking my soul piece by piece

Day by day

I have to stop this, but how can I

When I still long for you to say hi...