April 3, 1993

Angie Romano

Torrents of fear grip my heart
as the ravaging pain echoes
through my very existence.
The icy temple whose god is Denial.
Struggling to survive, yet,
no longer to be a fortress
surrounding my soul.

Exposed and frightened,
unmasked to the very foundation.
Emerging slowly,
amidst the ruins of constraint.
Guardedly awaiting rebirth,
the light of truth melting
the temple that holds my soul captive.