"The Fight"
Wondering, watching, waiting,
longing for what I could give
suppressing the rage and the yearning
thought desirous with hunger to live
Grasping in the depth of my being
that existence must offer more
searching but never perceiving
any light that leads to that door
Fighting the fiends that exist in the void
visions of light in my mind
fearful, protective, it can't be destroyed
but never before could I find
Struggling to silence a nameless need
while enduring each empty day
it's all such a battle, and I can't give up
yet I wonder if I'll be okay
Obsession you ask, it occurs to me too
but what is the source of this vision
something within says endure, it can be
so I persist in my maniacal mission
I search in the eyes of those that I meet
I wonder if they know more than I
or are they content in the way they exist
or merely too timorous to try
The fear of not feeling more depth in this life
spreads through me like emotional cancer
I relentlessly search for the someone who knows
And in those eyes I'll hope for my answer
For if one other being could know me in heart
and embrace who I truly must be
and could love me inspite of the truth that is there
from this struggle I know then I'd be free
Posted January 11, 1997
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