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Once again you have left me with nothing more than questions.

Hounded by self-doubt, I don’t know which way to turn.

Was it me or is it you? I cannot tell anymore.

Within your silence, you reign supreme, while I like a

Beggar cries at your door for the food of knowledge.

Does this give you pleasure to tear me up inside?

To leave me searching my every word or expression,

To find the thing or things I did to make you this way.

Or is that you in your determination to be unhappy want company.

So much so that you will deliberately

make me think it is I who did wrong,

So that I will beg and plead for understanding and yet

All the while bring you joy with my sorrow.

I have now reached the point where even my doubt has doubt and

I truly find myself at a loss. I know this cannot go on this way, but

How do I change the way it’s been for so long.

I am everything, I am nothing

I am a dream that never came true.

I am a dreamer that lost her vision.

I am a seeker in search of the truth.

I cannot close my eyes to evil.

I cannot refuse to aid my fellow man.

I hear music in the flow of water

And a melody in the wind.

I am part of all that surrounds me

I stand alone only in my mind

My body is a part of the cycle

To be born only to depart.

This skin I wear holds so much inside.

Joy and Sorrow, Happiness and Pain,

Terror and Grief, Hope and Faith and more.

The world worries about how it looks.

The color and textures as if shades and wrinkles

or scars and tats change it's true purpose.

Containment of all the emotions that flow

through the days and nights of my life.

Some protect it with lotions and creams from the effects of the sun and the years.

I choose an armor of a different sort, to protect it from the slings and arrows of hate and spite.