Part of Me

Dark thoughts spilling over Caressing my skin Whispering softly ...let me in Intruding and pulsing It's fingers  now spread Down through my body Filling my head Torrents of pain Wash over my eyes Kissing my eyelids With soft gentle sighs The darkness I am And always shall be It has always been A part of me Feeling so helpless I reach out for the pain And pull it towards me Again..and againI seem to have a problem finishing a piece now. I used to be able to get my feelings out the way I wanted . But now? I get halfway through and I find it sooo hard to finish it properly. Does anyone else see it in this piece? Written October 9th, 2001 © on Oct 09 2001 12:40 AM PST   0 • 1