Sunday, May 3, 2009



Power. Freedom. A voice that can not be silenced.

Heart. Wisdom. A passion that will not die.

Rage. Terror. An anger that flares against injustice.

Silence. Confusion. A fear that lingers.

Desire. Intentions. A series of emotions that flood and fade.

This is me. Each in its due time, but all part of me.

I try to stay focused. I lose control.

What burns inside is sometimes freezing cold.

I am a man. I am a child. I am a person trying to make my way in this world.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like great lyrics for a song. Maybe you can think of a good melody to go with it?