"When you become a monster so the monster will not break you..." - Bono
The sentiment rang a chord with me...
I have this seething rage rather like a low boil, hot and violent but calm on the surface. The monster is there within and he yearns to be free, but he must remain inside. He fills my heart with acid hoping that I will let him go, let him scream into action with self righteous fury. I don't like the taste of it and I hate them for making me wish for their deaths.
[ 09-13-2001: Message edited by: Sandman_SBM ]