There's a beast in me She's raged for a thousand years Crying for the blood She knows lies in your veins That she wants Staining the ground beneath her Don't push Or it WILL happen And she will howl at the moon For the rightness of it
John Parr - St. Elmo's Fire (Man In Motion) [St. Elmo's Fire]
To anyone reading these postings -- I AM NOT SUICIDAL! Got a life plan, and death is not a part of it. I'm channeling some story character's angst, using my own words. Usually I just say it outloud, but I really like the poems I write, even if they are disturbing. 'Cause maybe if I disturb some people, they will recognize that someone near them (NOT ME) is hurting, even if they have their heads too far stuck up their asses to really notice.