ALL POETRY PROTECTED BY COPY WRITE BY THOMAS F. ARTESSA..A.K.A. THE BROKEN DOWN CLOWN..2003& BEYOND..

DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL...4 MY PEANUT..

DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL WITH BIG BROWN EYE'S AND TINY CURLS,THE GREATEST TREASURE IN MY WORLD,YOU ARE MY DIAMONDS,YOU ARE MY PEARLS.IN YOUR SMILE I SEE ALL THE WONDERS OF THE EARTH,MY WORLD HAS CHANGED SINCE YOUR BIRTH.I KNOW NOW THE MEASURE OF A MAN,FOR ME IT'S TO BE THE VERY BEST DAD I CAN.I PROMISE TO HOLD YOUR HAND AND BE BY YOUR SIDE AND WALK WITH YOU THROUGH LIFE EVERY STRIDE.I'LL PICK YOU UP WHEN YOU FALL AND DO MY BEST TO EASE YOUR PAIN AND BE YOUR UMBRELLA WHEN LIFE BRINGS IT'S RAIN.I WILL SHARE IN YOUR HOPES AND ENCOURAGE YOUR DREAMS AND STITCH YOU BACK UP WHEN YOU COME APART AT THE SEAMS.I'LL NEVER TELL YOU I TOLD YOU SO,I'LL JUST GIVE ADVICE TO HELP YOU GROW.WE WILL BOTH BE STUDENTS AND LET LIFE BE OUR TEACHER AND OUR GUIDE AND LEARN NEW LESSON'S SIDE BY SIDE.ON YOUR WEDDING DAY GOD I HOPE I'M THERE TO RUN MY FINGER'S THROUGH THE CURLS IN YOUR HAIR,LIFT YOU UP AND ,GIVE YOU A TWIRL AND WHISPER SOFTLY YOU'LL ALWAYS AND FOREVER BE DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL..

MONSTER...

MOMMY THERE'S A MONSTER WHO COMES THROUGH MY DOOR,I HEAR HIS FOOTSTEPS ON THE SQUEAKY FLOOR.HE ONLY COMES IN AT NIGHT WHEN I AM WEAK AND HAVE NO FIGHT,HE HOLDS HIS HAND ON MY MOUTH SO TIGHT,I TRY TO SCREAM WITH ALL MY MIGHT.I HAVE A CLOCK IN MY SIGHT ,OH WHEN,OH WHEN WILL IT BE LIGHT.MOMMY WHY DOES THIS MONSTER HURT ME SO?I BET HE'D STOP IF I JUST WOULD GROW.IF I HAD ONE WISH I'D BE REALLY BIG AND STRONG AND FIGHT THAT MONSTER UNTIL THE DAWN.SO BEFORE I GO TO BED TONIGHT,I WISH I MAY,I WISH I MIGHT BE GRANTED THE GIFT OF LIGHT SO I WONT HAVE TO LISTEN FOR THAT SQUEAKY FLOOR AND THAT MONSTER WONT COME THROUGH MY DOOR..

THE SERPENT..

SHE PUT'S ON HER MAKE UP AND CLOTHES SO SHE COULD LOOK PRETTY BUT WHAT LIES BENEATH IS QUITE A PITTY.SHE DEVELOPED HER BODY BUT DISREGARDED HER MIND,HER BEAUTY RUNS DEEP BUT SHE IS OF THE SHALLOWEST KIND.SHE IS OH SO IMPRESSED BY THE MAKE OF YOUR CAR AND THE FIRST TO DO SHOTS AND DANCE ON THE BAR.SHE WATCHES HER WAIST WITH THE USE OF HER FINGER,SHE USES ALL HER MEN FOR THE GIFTS THAT THEY BRING HER.WHEN YOU SEE HER FACE YOU THINK SHE'S ONE OF A KIND,IGNORING THE TRUTH THAT WOMEN LIKE HER ARE EASY TO FIND.SHE HAS NO WIT OR COMPLICATED SPLENDOR,ONCE YOU GET PAST HER LOOKS SHE'S THE GREATEST PRETENDER.YOUR FLIRTING WITH BODY ABSENT OF THOUGHT BUT THERE'S A PATH TO HER HEART SHE COULD BE BOUGHT.SHE WILL MOVE FAST WHEN THE WELL HAS RUN DRY AND LEAVE YOU BEHIND TO FIND THE NEXT GUY.SO PROCEED WITH CAUTION BEFORE YOU ENTER HER GARDEN OF EDEN,ONE BITE FROM THE APPLE CAN BE QUITE MISLEADING.A GAZE IN HER EYE'S AND IT'S LUST YOU INTERPRET,ONE MORE INNOCENT VICTIM WHO FELL PREY TO THE SERPENT..

I WILL..

I WILL DEPART AS THE AIR DRIFTING FROM MY LUNGS BUT MY WORDS WILL LIVE FOREVER SPOKEN FROM MY TONGUE.I WILL BECOME THE SOIL RICH BENEATH YOUR SOLE'S,I WILL BECOME THE BLADES OF GRASS THAT TICKLE CHILDREN'S TOES.I WILL BECOME THE FORREST THAT SPREADS ACROSS THE LAND,I WILL BECOME THE OCEAN SURROUNDED BY THE SAND.I WILL BECOME THE GUST OF WIND FELT BEFORE THE STORM,I WILL BECOME THE SUN THAT KEEPS YOU SAFE AND WARM.I WILL BECOME MOUNTAINS RISING OH SO HIGH,I WILL BECOME THE CLOUDS THAT GATHER IN THE SKY.I WILL BECOME THE AIR YOU USE TO FILL YOUR LUNGS,I WILL BECOME THE WORDS SPOKEN FROM YOUR TONGUE'S...

I REMEMBER..

ONE LAST TEAR FROM A WELLED UP EYE,ONE LAST FIGHT,ONE LAST CRY.TIME TO MOVE ON AND NO TIME TO WONDER WHY. I REMEMBER THE DAY OUR EYES FIRST MET,I REMEMBER TENDER WORDS AND HOW MUCH THEY MEANT.I REMEMBER OUR FIRST KISS AND STANDING IN THE RAIN,I REMEMBER HOW THE SOUND OF YOUR VOICE WOULD DRIVE ME INSANE.I REMEMBER HOW YOUR EYE'S WOULD SPARKLE IN THE LIGHT,I REMEMBER HOLDING ON TO YOU TO GET ME THROUGH THE NIGHT.I REMEMBER ALL YOUR HOPES,I REMEMBER ALL YOUR DREAMS,I REMEMBER THE DAY YOU LEFT AND COMING APART AT THE SEAMS.I REMEMBER EVERY MOMENT BUT WE NEEDED TIME TO GROW..I REMEMBER MOST IMPORTANTLY IF YOU TRUELY LOVE SOMEONE YOU HAVE TO LET THEM GO...

LEFT BEHIND..

I LEFT BEHIND HER SMILE,I LEFT BEHIND HER EYE'S.I LEFT BEHIND HER MEMORY I HAD TO CUT ALL TIES.I LEFT BEHIND HER TOUCH,I LEFT BEHIND HER KISS.I LEFT BEHIND ALL THE THESE TENDER THINGS I MISS.I LEFT BEHIND HER VOICE,I LEFT BEHIND HER MIND, I LEFT BEHIND ALL OF THE TIES THAT BIND.I LEFT BEHIND THE WOMEN I THOUGHT WOULD BE MY WIFE BUT NOW I REALIZE IN DOING THAT I GAVE HER BACK HER LIFE.I TAUGHT MYSELF A LESSON IN TRUELY BEING KIND,THE DAY I LET HER GO I TRUELY LEARNED TO LOVE..THE THESE THINGS I LEFT BEHIND..

I LOVE...

I LOVE MISERY,I LOVE SORROW,I MISS YESTERDAY FUCK TOMORROW.I HATE TO SMILE ,I LOVE TO FROWN,YOU'LL GET NO LAUGHTER FROM THIS CLOWN.I LOVE THE RAIN AND THE BLACKEST SKY,I HAVE NO TEARS .I CAN NOT CRY.I LOVE FIRE ,I LOVE RAGE,I DO NOT WANT TO TURN THE PAGE.I LOVE DARKNESS ,I HATE THE LIGHT,I DO NOT WANT YOUR POSITIVE INSIGHT..I LOVE MY VISION WHEN IT'S BLURRED,I HAVE NO DREAMS THERE ALL OBSCURRED..I LOVE MY EMPTY BROKEN HEART,I LOVE MY WORLD ALL TORN APART..I LOVE THE ICE THAT RUNS THROUGH EACH VEIN,I LOVE MY DAY'S ALL FILLED WITH PAIN.THESE ARE ALL THE LOVE'S OF MY LIFE,I HAVE MARRIED HATE,SHE BECAME MY WIFE AND TO YOU I PROMISE TO ALWAYS REMAIN TRUE..AND LOVE TO HATE JUST FOR YOU...