Poetry

July 20th, 2000

Today

Is it possible?
It has been so long.
Hope seems so futile.
But this seems so close
Underneath is energy
untamed and wild
underneath is happiness
underneath is fear
inside is anger
deep down is love
All kept safe from harm
All locked away
Never touched, never free
It has ebbed to the surface before
in moments of rage
in moments of trust
happiness bubbling out like a spring
fear hissing out like a gas
but kept under wraps
sealed in stone
I so much want it
I need to feel it
This I do not control
I can only wait
I can only hope
that this time it will explode
that this time I will be free.
This life I act out
this emotion I feign
When is it real?
I have moved brashly
with no regard for consequence
now I must trust that this it isn't endgame
now I must hope...for today I let go