March 25 1999

I feel like this hole,
bottomless,
torchered.
Full of pain,
Screaming from within.
loneliness consumes my being.
Confused,
hammered to the ground.
Like a tree,
that has fallen in the woods,
alone,
silently.
Alone in this place,
where fear is normal.
Conflicted with emotions,
where nothing comes easy.
this hole,
that I can't crawl out of,
without a leg up,
I am stuck,
with confusion.
Stuck,
in this black,
bottomless pit.


help me I'm falling