Inside with no hope,
my mind all twisted up and no way out.
Solitude is how I live,
outcast by the "IN" sociaty,
Run aroud by many leaders,
recked, rancid, and ruined is their effect.
Your words, face, and desires lay deep in my mind,
as the days, weeks, months go by they make me fall.
Surely an end is near to me,
hope guides me with each days new light,
learking around every corner, just out of reach.
Every day is not the same,
you were once mine that i have now lost.

Aug. 14, 2004

"For this there can be no forgiveness"