by Christopher Graham Colin Norris-December/1999
Would you mind knowing my soul, for it is not quite hole, or is it whole, but all that I know is that I feel nothingness wrenching my heart and consciousness around, it is quite disconcerting, but at the same time it gives me a perverse feeling of euphoria.......................
The beauty of my reality confuses me
Perhaps to understand I must first discover what IS reality?
The wall is inside of me
Preventing me from feeling free
Almost hidden so none could see
That which I see is not what I know
It redeems me in showing me all that I owe
Fearing that which I cannot manage
Never seeming to take advantage
Its fear that's stolen my right of passage
Feels like I'm teetering on the edge
The edge of reality
So close as to see
Things from a fantasy
My mouth feels sewn shut
The stiches impossible to cut
My nerves destroy me in the meantime
I wish i had a clue
I find myself unable to express my feelings
I am afraid of the unknown
Are you there..........?