I can feel the frustration building like an evil energy.
It feels like I need to open a fawcet and let it all pour out.
I think it may be to late for that, maybe a controlled explosion.
What I really need is to just explode, over and over and over.....without end.
I want to fly free, cartwheeling through space, softly caressing the joy as it carries me so softly along.
I want to experience the blindness of true freedom and glory in the brilliance of it's light.
I don't want to walk through the dark rooms of mind, they scare me sometimes.
I see you there, so far away it seems, you haven't noticed me yet.
I want to scream, but I don't dare open my mouth or I will drown in the emotion engulfing me.
Come close, I want to touch, I want to feel.
I miss my lover.