The bottom of my heart
Is where the truth lies.
Here all thoughts are sly, smart
And all compassion dies.
I smile all day, and laugh, and laugh
The words I have to say, but half
Of everything I do, the things that seem most heart felt
Are lies tucked deep beneath my belt.
Imagine the words of hate I hold,
The hellish truth I feel should stay confined.
The love that I give just turns to mould,
It reflects on my amber dog who whines
When the moon is full and the howl is clear.
I scream so loud for the whole world to hear.
I am desperate to tear off the pale empty case
That covers my true heart and hides my true face.
The day I take part in my final dance,
I might sing for all those who I truly hold dear.
It may not even show the bottom of my heart,
But the song of my life and death will be one that's sincere.
My Alter Ego
My Alter Face
The Heart that no tear can ever replace