back to Forum In Quiet Constraints by Josh Berardi In my own quietness I'm grasping from a desire In contact my soul is soothed The tightening inside I desire Yet clueless to what it is I feel to want again But shall I dare enter The exciting unknown? Did I fall for the adornment? Or was this spirit of good? Questions I dare to ask Questions I fear an answer Questions I want to know Questions where do I go? One I already have and two I do not need Which desire will I choose And which will flee (from me) I want my longing to feel this way I need the truth to stand in my way Open me up to what you need My desires, take them My desires, see them My desires, use them My desires, be them (c) 2001 The Breaking Room