Dec 27,2007    
                                                                             it                
  It comes rushing in like the hurricane that your not prepared for,the winds that blow through ,blowing up and around you,the silence and destruction it causes.Things both alive and dead uprooted like that old tree you see and pass everyday.it is the dark tunnel you go through,waiting for the darkness to subside wondering where the light has gone and when it will finally apear  again. it changes you into a person  you no longer recognize ,
the voice is the same but it doesnt fit,you are not who you were.Its slow sometimes like the sand in an hour glass as each grandual passes.its like the rain storm you can see coming,the lightening striking scaring you even though you could see it coming,the thunder as it roars with a mighty force. it makes you question everything you have ever done,takes the dreams that you had and turns them upsidedown,turning everything you thought into something you could never think of. it is a robber of smiles and laughter,brings lonliness to your door,which turns you inside out and feeling empty .You find yourself in that hole that is deep and dar,damp and cold,you reach and step but the black dirt crumbles under the weight and strength you use to dig your way out. it never really covers you ,just hangs around enough to make you dig more. The more you dig the more the black dirt crumbles never swallowing you up,just teasing as each moment passes. its the lonliness that 
comes in the darkess of times, slaming through the door like the roaring of a tiger whose stripes have become torn by its enemy. 

                                                                   do you know who i am?