Tortured Soul
by Erin Hodges

Beautiful you are
Seeing you on stage,
Sends chills up my spine;
I feel content
Sometimes I feel so hollow
Just a blank face portraying vacant eyes
Having no where to run
Trusting no one
When I listen to you,
I now that I am not alone
Meeting you would be a thorn removed from my side
Wishing I could just talk to you
Wanting to be near you
Just to experience the caress of your words...
Needing to break free
From the chains that bind me.