BehindTears

    The wind rips through me,
    Freezing my soul,
    My heart cries out in wanting,
    For a dream I cannot hold,

    A battle between heart,mind and lust,
    Knowing what I want,
    Yet doing what I must,

    Stuck in the limbo of fantasy,
    Then waking to the pain of reality,
    Bounded by promises not to be broken,
    Hidden behind tears,

    Never seen,
    Never spoken.

                               copywrite C.Wallace
                                      02/21/2001 d