Frightening aspects of reality
Asphalt fantasies
Veiled childhood memories
Seeking to find that forgotten song
Bleeding from memories long gone
Feeding often on bile and bone
And still
In the chill
Longing
Conscious and yet still dreaming
Hampered by the knowing
Fear and loathing
Forced to be your special friend
Cursed for not being like other children
Dammed for participating in your special sin
And still
I feel ill
Wanting
Forced to discern pleasure from pain
Cursed with knowledge
Perched on the precipice with the insane
Unwillingly yearning to participate in your sin
@Aug,1999
