in my heart a memory surges and I repress it with the deepest of urges. If I allow it to come forth all will be lost for tonight is a night like so long ago, it's raining again and not just in my soul... I'm fighting to hold back the tears..fighting to maintain control...to late I lose hold... I'm drowning in memories...

my writing often mirrors whats going on in my life, it's not always an accurate portrayal, but sometimes it's too damn accurate...