2day I'm like into the heavy parts of me...
Sometimes it's fun others it's like a cold
gray winter day...or like reaching out to
noone...or kissing with no passion...feeling
your stillness of your mindfulness...wanting
to cry while the pain of Lovin laughs at You.

Man this wretched existence one endures
without the one LOVE of Nature...and the
Angels Smile with knowing...while pain
slowly engulfs the waking soul of the
early morn of Your time...drop to the
knees and pray while reaching for noone.