Dedicated to my poetic brother Gonzo ....

Behind that smile
There is something he doesnt want you to see
Or maybe

he does
Maybe he is screaming to be heard
Behind the iron mask of humour
He bestows upon himself
It has been hard for him to read his own words
Of life gone wrong
In humour he found
A voice
A way to excape
the madness inside his head
But to excape the madness
He needs to unleash it upon us all
And then after a while
The fear
That his true self has become invisable
not only to us
But to himself
Becons
And terrifies him more
Than the voices he hears
Inside the eye of his mind
I wish he could see himself
as we see him
Beyond the madness
Beyond the crazy feelings of isolation
The man not only has the words
But there is a strentgh
Which if he learnt to master
Would be his greatist allie  
Behind that smile
There is a friend
A man that is real
In his pain he forgets
That some have eyes
Which see through the words on paper
And can infact almost touch the void
Because they know
The void so well

Author's Note

sorry couldnt leave this on hello p..... hope u dont mind John x

Reviews

[The Ink Chapters]

Really good writing, loved the description of "touching the void". Just a few spelling mistakes to work on "invisible" and by becon did you mean beacon or beckon? Otherwise very good, venting through writing is always the best. I seem to do my best work when I am struggling with my own madness :p

[Richielee]

ahhhh gonzo...we all love him and his crazy writes but his sadness in poems can reduce this man to a quivering wreck, brilliant Pebs x