In the stillness of the darkest night, I feel his lips and my heart begins it's flight.Then I realize in the deapth of my soul,what he did, and actions toll. I wake up crying, sore inside and out,and I wish I could fade without a sound. Broken pieces of the glass,memories from long times past.Circling me with hateful rage,but then my friend, for me, she turns the page.I realize I am not a toy, but a soul,and once again I wish to be whole.I may have been broken, once or twice,and I vow to myself it will never be thrice.But, then I am told, by my dearest friend,that it must go on, I cannot end,the search for what my heart desires,so I press forward, towards what may be liars.I will be whole, for I deserve that now,my family loves me, and this is my vow:Love is a great and powerful thing,but I have family, freinds, and memories to which my heart will always sing. And remember you this, you are a person, full of hope and light,if they respect you not, it is not worth the fight. Scott Steiner.