(This is based on my past, when I had nightmares and feared falling asleep until the morning because of demons kidnapping me! ) Gaucherie By: Noah Eaton 2/28/03 Alone Playing Solitaire but can never win Against discombobulated shadows in my room I’ve been up all night Knowing I must get some rest But I must wait till I see the incandescence Assuring me that the night will drift on by… Hold on I might just make it by a whisker Before I fall away And won’t return… If you lose me, slap me out of this dream, oh please Interrupt me if I start talking in my sleep If only I didn’t have to make you see This cursed world in me If they get me, promise me that you will pray I know, I’ll find a way out of this someday And maybe if I live free of this enmity God can save me… Within these sacred spaces Ticking clocks appear to be sleeping While I’m the hand that rocks the cradle I’ve made a gaucherie But I’m not crazy, I assure you I’m just a hopeless cause Trying to find my monastery Where I can stop reversing to menopause… ….and breathe While my progress is filled with narcolepsy And I’ve been derailed I think I’ve gone blind… If you lose me, slap me out of this dream, please Interrupt me if I start talking in my sleep If only I didn’t have to make you see This cursed world in me If they get me, promise me that you will pray I know, I’ll find a way out of this someday And maybe if I live free of this enmity God can save me… I’ve been crawling on the floor I hear them knocking at the door Eventually they’ll break me and take me away As I suffer for the daybreak… If you lose me, slap me out of this dream, please Interrupt me if I start talking in my sleep If only I didn’t have to make you see This cursed world in me If they get me, promise me that you will pray I know, I’ll find a way out of this someday And maybe if I live free of this enmity God can save me… I’m not insane I’m just hopeless… I’m not insane I’m just hopeless… Only God can save me… I’m just hopeless…

[This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (02-28-2003 02:24 PM).]

believe in what your heart feels...

Noah you are a very talented young man. You are far from hopeless. Your my friend.

Cold hands means a warm heart