I wanted more from you than you even had.
How does a man fall so hard and become so blind.
Is it because of a darkness inside of you,
That some how blinds me?
Now I swim in puddles of madness.
Never completely immersed,
But covered none the less.
I wrote this for Anneliese in about April of 2010 or so. I wrote it because of where I was. I had left my wife and was living alone but had not told Anneliese that I had left my wife. I could not help but wonder what was wrong with me.