In The Vain Search For Hope

02/17/2001 - I find nothing.

I've spent many nights hopeless
On my back and dreaming
Screaming on the inside, out
So many things I wish I could write
Too many words to not be used at all
Like my head to the wall
My fists and clenched teeth
I can't stop burning up inside
How do you say nothing to no one?
My pen in hand, biting the books binding
I stopped myself from telling the truth
Out there . . . somewhere, someone
Who knows what it all means
Hell if I could care even now
Truth is, I do . . . I do
Keep on telling myself;
Let go and let live
As I sit here listening for a voice
In the music that plays on my radio
I know I should give up on it
But, hopeless or not, it's all I have