A Life So Raw...

So many differences
From now to then,
I'll never understand
The race of men.

Hurt me once
Shame on you,
Confuse me twice
nothing's new.

Out of all the things
You've said to me,
My confusion
Still runs free.

When I think
I've found you out,
Everything changes
To a different route.

A chain reaction
That leads to a fight,
50/50
No one's right.

A few dry tears
In the Quiet,
Yet we still
Can still hear the riot.

Of our hearts
Feeling the rain,
From our saddness
With tears of pain.

-Melissa Foutch-
10/7/1998

Dedicated to:
You know who you were/are.