My heart screams and begs for salvation. My soul crys tears of love long since past. My mind is trapped in a room were windows and doors don not excist. These feelings I have do not seem to fade but grow, liveing and breatheing off memories that run constant anddont seem to find a destination.

The last ounce of love I have is granted for the only one more. Ifear that if my hunger for love and happiness isnt satisfied that the reason for my life may be pointless. Inviteing loveinto my heart makes me feel alive and gives me the reason to keep breatheing. What would a life without love contain? This question has often crawled its way into my mind and heart. When a answer is found I become feaful and scared. This is something that man cannot handle, " a life alone is not a life but infact a prison with no windows or doors to escape threw".

Thanx for reading and hope you understand my feelings and life.