Searching still,

for smiling eyes

and laughing hands

and an open heart

a clear mind...

so much restlessness inside of me

so much anger within

so lost in everything

the pounding beats of constant song

and heart

and here i am waiting for something

waiting for you all...

no fear to fill me

though hatred, angst, frustration, pain do pass me by...

escape. run away. distract. disillusion.

i cloud my own dreams....

11/15/2001

Posted on 11/15/2001
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