There are days when what I feel cannot be what I believe Because if it were, I wouldn't be able to continue believing So what can I cling to When chilling winter storms try to convince me No one's there? Self-indulgent loneliness is crippling The silence deafening, the dissatisfaction blinding I become jealous of snapshots Glimpses of what I believed to be more colorful lives Lives full of freedom For so long I sat still, waving my banners "You wouldn't understand" "You don't really know me" As the wind sent fingers of cold deep into my chest Feeling for my heart, assuring me that My fears were real But one day, I felt the icy cold flee from within As an altogether new wave steals over me Sprung from the sound of these simple words I'm so lonely for you, Deb. Why won't you talk to me? I miss you. For months I have longed for noise Longed to be surrounded, wanted, and invited While all He wanted, was to be invited into my heart's conversat...