Painting Happiness
I’ll boldly go
to paint happiness
on faces floating
in search of smiles.
I’ll blot out intruding tears
choosing bold lusty colors
awakening blushes in souls.
My palette knife
will spread laughter
in thick layers,
swirl joy into hearts
in resounding illumination.
Stray clouds of loneliness
will be joined together
in brush strokes as
sun unfolds arms to rainbows
after kissing drops of rain.
I will sketch butterflies
in cushioned fields of cotton,
dress the moon
in golden raiment,
color seas of tinted music,
painting a hued reality
for all the world to see.
I’ll boldly go
If you love me
if you care
Hold me fast
and keep me here
I'll be protection
from your foes
I'll fight your battles
i'll boldly go
If I'm your dream
and nightmare too
Don't ignore me
tell the truth
If you don't want me
i'll be alone
But push me out
i'll sadly go
Gather up
your hopes and fears
Tell me stories
keep me here
Take me somewhere
walk real slow
I'll follow you
i'll gladly go
I would give
my life for you
I'm in love
and that's the truth
But if you don't love me
or just don't know
Send me away
i'll boldly go
Hurt, all I see is Hurt
People are hurt. Everywhere in this world, all one sees is pain and hurt and anxiety and depression, but one does never see a voice speak out against these things; it seems people just accept it. I'll boldly go out and confront it with my own strength...the strength of a thousand horses! The strength of not a muscle, but the strength of a voice that speaks out.
Isolation and Seclusion
I'll boldly go into the dark.
No longer afraid of the unknown which haunted my thoughts yesterday.
The fear that gripped my throat and strangled me until I almost died is no longer a foe.
I no longer use just my eyes to see in the dark.
I can taste it, hear it, and feel the endless shadows as they try to seduce me and defeat me.
They pull at me, but I pull back at them.
I can see the empty eyes of darkness and smell the stench of its hollow abyss.
The darkness fears me now for I can defeat the unknown.