I think this speaks for itself: "The instructor said, Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you--- Then, it will be true." The fire running through my veins, As like a Horse untamed I feel the pain, I feel the hunger Will not anyone stop to hear my plea? The love has gone, this feeling so deep The pain has returned, only in sleep The flower has bear thorns For the hurt inflicted on me Will not anyone stop to help me? The tornado now tearing me apart Binding its wind with power and rush With no hope I fight with my all Twisting and turning yet burning in the end The ice has begun to freeze me from the inside out Like a glacier slowly withering away With a broken heart, mind and soul I quietly wait here for someone to find me To restore me to that place I once was Like a rock I sit here and wait Wait as the time passes two-three-four hours go by and…nothing Nothingness as like pain getting worse The pain cuts deep, deeper than never known Deeper than hole this has produced in my heart The hurt is done, this pain has run The words silently flowing from your mouth They flood my ears with thoughts of abandonment I hear them yet ignore what you now say, for you do not understand The pain and hurt brought upon me