Untitled Essay, Research Paper
I am afraid.
I am lonely.
I want to be at home now.
I hate the silence.
I hate the circumstances.
I want to feel love now.
I want to feel passion not emptiness.
I want to be embra
cing a woman right now.
I want to kiss her flesh and savor her soul.
I need rest but no rest comes.
I know of responsibility only as a word and an idea.
I sit and tap away at a keyboard hoping to spark the juices again but nothing flows