standing your ground

10-10-98

though miles apart, i feel your agony and pain...

the man in your head torments you relentlessly...

your sould cries out for mercy where there is none...

trying to burry him deep inside, he finds darker fears to prey upon...

dreading sleep, you push yourself further, hopeing to put some distance between you...

the farther you run, the closer he seems to be...

tearing at your hair, your shriek of terror and agony, echos through the valley...

fight back!!!

the only way to be victorious is to face him...

standing your ground, you roll up your sleeves in preparation for battle...

this fight will be ugly and only one will survive...

i can do nothing but be here to tend to your wounds and prepare a victory feast in your honor...

my heart goes out to you as i pray for your safe return....