I'll love you always or until you say no
I'll hold you close or until you decide to let me go
I'll be solely your friend when that is all that is needed
I'd give you anything even my life if for it you pleaded
you're excentric to the absolute hilt
you positively excel under grim and horrific circumstances
yet you feel no pang of remorse or guilt when you kill
even now my emotions in your favor seem to lose their
balance and tilt
why is it I can handle a man who's possessed and
obsessed but never one who's self built
this picture of my character's substance holds
strong resemblance of some one weaker than weak
in me there must be a masochist's streak
how did a personality once so lively become so docile
and meek
long ago I fell in love only to come out of it
abruptly looking like that of a sideshow freak......
( written Jan 24, 1992 am)