Tired am I.

Yet all I want to do at this moment is RUN!

Run and turn on all the lights in the house

Blast music.

And SCREAM!

Scream from the depths of my soul, shouting the pain and agony I feel inside.

For a moment, only for a moment

Just to feel this sign of freedom inside

Freedom from this prison

Freedom I never knew I lacked until I left this place....

My prison for years....One which I'd helped create

The walls so high came crashing down as I flew to my destiny

I returned to find them rebuilt

Rebuilt in bitterness, anger, and jealousy

In some ways even stronger and higher than ever

Yet this time I posses the antidote to this evil

The anvil, which shall crack the walls, splintering them to pieces

When I do leave, I shall leave this a better place

The walls may be built up again

But they shall always crumble in the end

And I shall be better for having been a part of it!

Written on Sunday, March 17, 2002