i’m running on empty, i’m about to crash
i’ve lost control, my body about to be lashed

why do i feel that i am being tortured
and that my life be given to forfeiture?

why must my highs that i once felt inside
be replaced by feelings i cannot bear nor hide?

so inward i turn to ride out my lament
hoping it will pass without provoking comment

one thing i’m assured of, one without fail
is that this will soon pass, my true self will prevail


May 27, 2005 – Friday, 8:30 p.m.