The pain that rages in my heart,
I live with day to day;
A sorrow deep within my soul,
That never goes away.
The smile I use to mask my pain,
Hides tears no one can see;
For the tears I shed alone at night,
Are seen by only me.
I hide behind a thin facade,
A clown on masquerade,
Seeking laughter as my balm,
In a haunting, sad parade.
Behind the makeup of the clown,
Is a shattered heart of glass;
Look deep into the eyes and see,
A pain filled, sorrowed past.
I walk through clouds of sadness,
And drift on seas of pain;
Picking up the shards of heart,
Seeking wholeness once again.
Alive in constant memory,
Across the distant miles;
There is solace for this heart,
And the key to this clown’s smile.
And though the days are empty,
And years stretch forth in pain;
A hope, a dream is still alive,
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