from Christian - Tuesday, May 18, 2004 accessed 1102 times (Another poem by Chris) We twist and we fight. We scream we cry and laugh always praying that we will always be right. No matter what side of the cookie we have we always want the other half .We struggle with pain pleasure insecurity and paranoia feelings all of which plague every person trying to put each in its place like a horse we make our hearts race trying to distinguish between the good feelings and the bad ones never stopping to think that they are all the same and needed as if our heart is like a beautiful garden that sometimes needs to be weeded the struggle continues till we miserate and hate ourselves and cry out to everything for help never stopping to think that the answer is indeed beneath ourselves let the feelings go accept them all as one and maybe we finally might make the struggle within fun |