I feel so lonely.
and so scared.
I don't know: what to do.
where to run.
where to hide.
the Rage does not satisfy.
Sometimes. I choke. on it.
scared&lonely even though things always end up okay -- even as they do not go as hoped for
or as planned.
Would you believe... it's the idealistic hoping that makes it so?
I can't help but hope -- can't help but fight for it -- can't help but pursue that revolutionary ideal... as I imagine it... in the context of myLife.
And it is that very thing -- that very thing -- that scares me the most.
that leaves me feeling isolated.