As you Weep from Your Deception by The Sun.

As you weep from your deception by the Sun.
_____________________________

Silence is the surest
way to Kill You;
to Pierce the Angels'
Heart which bleeds
True Lies.

I'll be content here in
My Kingdom full of
Gloom.
(so keep your sad,
deluded Rainbow
Skies.)

Your Petty Wishes
are my favorite
Breakfast Fare,
I eat them daily
with a Smile;
and feed you
bits and pieces
of my Nightmares.
(until your once
great Hope becomes
Denial.)

In The End,
(my pretty, anti-love)
When all is said
and Done;
Misery shall remain
My Trusted Friend.
(as you weep from
your Deception By
The Sun.)

J.Stephen.H.

The Theory of You. (this fact will be the end of me)

The Theory of You.
________________

Swimming in the Theory of You,
what is there to find?,
but senseless hope in impossible
Dreams (or A Nightmares Lie)
which cannot be True.

I prefer the Facts of Life;
facts are certain and exact.
Facts will never leave your Side,
and facts would never break a pact!
(or leave you Dead Inside.)

I have a preference of My Own,
with which most others disagree;
I find content when I'm Alone,
preferring silence over a Loves
 Grim Company.

Other Souls can have their theories,
or swim the sad uncertain seas of
Endless Mystery.
I for one see Life more clearly.
(and this Fact will be the End
of Me.)

J.Stephen.H.