The darkness all inside
behind my eyes
suffer more, suffering more
then i can bear
beneath the weight
beneath the pain
inside the bleeding
onto the flesh
stained hands
the taste in our mouth
the pain in the dark
DON'T TOUCH ME
"you have to be quiet,
you have to be still."
NOOOOOOOOO!
screams through my flesh
but held in,
held in sobbing
we want to be held
aching,
in the darknes. . .
İOctober 27, 1997