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"Mood", photograph, 2000

Man

Man, I hate him for what he has done

He opened my heart while closing my eyes
He showed me life, then left me to die
Cold and calculating, he sparked my desire
In his cold embrace, my heart burned like fire
While holding me close, he pushed me away
He set me free, though i longed only to stay
He awakened me inside, then told me to sleep
The void that he filled is now twice as deep
He said to forget, but I remember him still
He showed me the way, but left with my will
His touch brought back feeling to what was once numb
He is my past, but now what is to come?
Now utterly destroyed, he once made me complete
He tore down my walls, there is no retreat
He freed my emotions and made me a slave
To the ups and downs, the desire, all that I crave
He hurt me badly, yet he healed me too
I'll find love again, knowing more now than I knew
Inside I'm alive, unlike the rest
I have been touched and for that I am blessed.

Man, one day I will thank him for what he has done.


dedicated to Troy, may he find happiness one day