Perhaps I'll throw another poem out there, maybe one a day...or more a day...feedback?

Written September 6, 2003

Don't leave me here with myself
Alone with my hate, my pain,
My misery, my fear, my sorrow
Battling these demons inside of me
They gnaw and they grow
Feeding off of my anger and hate
And the tears I have yet to cry
I want to not be fragile
To not be shattered
Who do I blame for what I've become?
I don't want it to be myself