A Stranger In My Own Bones.

I have turned into something i never planned to be, a stranger in my own bones. Everything in my life tries to tell me who i am, but i'm still too blind to see it. My feelings are misleading. My experiences explain who i used to be. My love life describes my self-consciousness. My struggles define who i am not.

for Mike,

first thing i've written in a long time.

wow.

i have a severe, possibly fatal, case of writers block.