THE JOURNEY: Walking further and faster each day allowed me to talk to Barb. I got angry, told her that I loved her and demanded more, sometimes in the same sentence. I think when you are in the middle of the emotion, we as humans think we can control everything by doing what we always do. What we don't realize is that this is one of those times when we can no longer have any control over what matters the most. The fog that I was in didn't seem quite as dense allowing me to get glimpses of reality outside of myself.

WHY

WHY IS IT WHEN YOU CAN'T FIND LOVE
IT IS STARING YOU IN THE FACE

WHY IS IT WHEN YOU NEED AN ANSWER
YOU DON'T HEAR IT BEING WHISPERED TO YOU

WHY IS IT THAT WHEN FEAR TAKES HOLD
LOVE IS HIDING IN THE MIST

WHY IS IT THAT WHEN PAIN TAKES OVER
IT IS ALLOWED A VOICE

WHY IS IT WHEN YOU SEE A MIRACLE
IT CAN'T BE SEEN FOR WHAT IT IS

LIFE