Deep Wounds, Quiet Housemy house are out, just before I drift off to sleep I wonder... I wonder about about my past, the good times and the bad. Sometimes when it is quiet my defenses callapse and the pains and sadnesses of my life, and the agony I feel because the lack of understanding of other people overwhelm me, as I begin to cry. Not the silent cry that happens deep down inside everytime someone laughs, or points a finger, or stares at me funny. But a cry that stems from the pain and sadness I all to often feel, but can rarely stand to share. It is a cry amplified by the quiet night, but muffled by the fear that someone else might come and hear. So even then...when I am all alone I struggle not to cry and at this time I miserably fail... no matter how hard I try.
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