the hell of it all.

The Hell of it All.
________________

Today, Her Smile
is Starlight bouncing
off Empty Walls;
trying not to Cry.

(Laughing at the
Hell of it All.)

So I try to comfort
Her (with Pretty Lies.)
but she sees through
Me.

(and Breaks my
Crystal Ball.)
_

Has anyone else
been to Loves
Circus, and rode
the scariest Ride?

(which for me would
be the Tunnel of
Heart.)

OR Climbed that
Fabled Tower of
Purpose?

Only to Fall
because of Pride?!

(few Clowns
remain laughing
after Dark.)
_

I can do Nothing
Tonight to help
her find Her Grace...
which would make
the Starlight real
again.

(and Wash The
Midnight from Her
Face.)

I simply stand
in silence, directing
my thoughts at
these Empty Walls.

(which seem
unsettled when
I pace.)

Laughing at
The Hell of
it All.

J.Stephen.H.