I need a period of time.... some solitude, time to reflect and mentaly eject. See, this thing came at a time when I wasn't prepared to deal with it. Have I been so sheltered that I'm not able to handle this at all? Its like a twelve year old recieving 100 million dollars with no understanding, no reason or protective collar. I'm confused and a bit scared, but not enough to holler. I close my eyes and the room is finally silent. The sound of my beating heart fills me from head to toe and my mind races. I couldn't stand the rain and God knows I can't stand this type of sweet pain. Its a downpour on the inside and i'm shaking from this emotional pneumonia and in danger of never again being sane. I need a cold, calm and cool moment to collect my broken reserves. I need a bit of sunshine, a drink of Corona and a light breeze... Somehow I have to learn to get through this heavy freeze and get life surging through my veins again. I'm high off of chilled Pinot Grigio and Jasmine Incense. God, I still can't seem to make heads or tails of this situation, whether it's past or future tense. Tension and smooth dissension, I fall and fall into this black rain, not able to see my way, but loving the sweet taste. I really have to get some time to myself... I really have to come to grips with reason, Lord I need a good hold on my reason. I need to have some type of reserve and calm to tackle and shove. I gotta get something to help me handle an attack by a feeling called...LOVE. Copyright 2004 PropheticNsyght "Poeta Nasciture, Non Fit!"