By Silverpsyche, silverpsyche@yahoo.com Date: 5 December 1998
The pain intolerable and the solitude complete devoured and smothered, my soul is left alone to weep. A bond so tightly woven seered in one swift single movment at first consumed in rage, numbness has become my hearts only involvment. Life truely is a barren dessert where loving equals letting go so doomed to wonder alone through life, our hearts, we must never show.