Poetry:

The Happiness of Another

Crystal tears break their fall on hearts and dreams
I don't think I can take it any longer
Pain seems to be my silent screams
My world feels of endless somber

Take my heart and make it real
Nothing will ever make me feel
    again; and to its miserible end
Only to fear the start of a new begin

Fake your heart on to another
Hope your world into existence
Silent tears of a lover
The lonely heart of the other

My world was built on endless dreams
Each day repeats to see you leave
It's up to me, but I would rather live to believe.

'01
Thomas A. McDonley