The wall is strong and erect
the terror is solid,
my heart has fear, and
my soul is trembling.
The need for reconciling
is hazy; UNCERTAIN!
The comforts have been diminished
the burdens of responsibility,
drowns my perceptions of reality.
My hunger for affection,
Eludes my thoughts...
A relation with no boundaries;
Yet, the feeling of imprisonment,
is overpowered by guilty pleasures.
This unspoken reality attaches
a strain to the soul...
To threaten my heart into loving again...

2002