Tension

Feeling wrong Self pity Knowing I really have been wronged Feeling like this Makes me long for worse times At least I know now There would be resolution Restitiution Now who knows ...could go on forever This silence Why should I cry When he is the one who is silent Feeling like the outsider In my own space It's my time But he takes it away I don't even try to take it back Why...it belongs to me... Falling deeper into this clinical classification Sometimes you just have to give in to the dark To get to the light I wish he would speak The only thing that can make this better Is the inevitable fight Written April 10th, 2002 © on Apr 10 2002 12:56 PM PST   18 • 0 • 8