Did you read the writing on the wall or are you the one that helped me fall?

When I smiled and listened as a friend, was it your gestures that could not make amends?

Did you help me up when I fell, or laugh and condemn me to hell?

Do you always do what you want or does a surpassing urge forever haunt?

Have you ever found yourself falling yet no one answered your calling?

Do even care to remember my name or is life just one big game?

Maybe you see my quest for peace as a delusion of mind…

Yet for me, it is the most fulfilling life that I will ever find.

…more of my journey, written 4/28/1998