Excuse me, are you wearing space pants?

Before anything else, i'm not wearing space pants, and this post really has nothing to do with space pants, or any kind of pants for that matter. Ok, there. Point set. Down to the real business.

It feels so good to hear your voice,
Saying my name it sounds so sweet.
Coming from the lips of an angel,
Saying those words it makes me weep.
Lady, never want to say goodbye,
But girl you make it hard to be faithful.
With the lips of an angel.

You know what? No matter how much i rage against something or someone, in the end, it always ends up that i either make peace with the person or make peace with myself. You may call me a fool, but it just isn't in my nature to stay angry for long. I don't bear grudges, but i do bear the hurt of what ever caused the anger. I try not to let it show, but invariably, it does. And when it does, it turns me dark and evil. I apologise for my moods. I really am. If what i ahve written has hurt you, i'm sorry for that too. I hope to make my peace with you, and hope that something can be made from it.

I want to run away from this dark side, but i find it so difficult. Facing it is too tough without support. Will you be there when i need you? I don't know. Only you can answer that question.