Speak,
That I may see you.
Leave,
That I may feel you.
Love,
That I may taste you.
Hate,
That I may understand you.

We all leave a mark
On those we come into contact with,
Even if it is just
A little smudge.

I can't stop.
The tears flow and I can't stop.
It has to come out.
When it's all out
I'll be empty - completely empty.
Then, maybe, I can start again,
Filling the emptiness
With something new and precious - Something meaningful;
But it has to come out
And I can't stop.
Crying.

Envelope me in your caring
Smother me in your gentleness
Suffocate me in your compassion
Drown me in your loyalty
Strangle me with your want
Cover me with your need
Asphixiate me with what you are
so that I may breath freely once more

Welcome to The Dower House

Inside I scream and thrash about
and throw things and break stuff
crush things and smash stuff.

Inside I weep and gnash my teeth
and tear my hair and punch walls
and cry and wail and sob
beat my breast with my fists

Inside I am in love.