Whole

What's in a name?
Something to identify us with?
What's in a face?
Something to remember us by?

Tired of the things
............ that keep me at bay
Tired of the fear
............ heartache is all it brings.

Need to stand my ground,
Hold on to what I have,
Find the happiness I long for,
Be whole...

This time...
I just want to feel.

April 3, 1998
10:45 p.m.