Monday, December 27, 2010

Unchanged. Unsung. Unfit.

I am a hazard, a lie; I am overwhelming sadness.

I am the thought that keeps you awake
I am the heart that’s bound to break.
I am the bridge jumper, the life taker…
I am the undertow.

I am jagged rocks at the shore; molten lava at the core.
I am a child’s last breath
I am failure, lost love; I am the avalanche

I am human nature at its worst.
I am the attack, the assault and I am the abuse.

I am a missed phone call; the father you never knew
I am the person in the mirror staring back at you.

I am myth
I am legend
I am the hero that’s been forgot

I am the negligent mother; the street-corner whore
I am the unchanged man pounding at the door.

I am the lightening that strikes; the son buried in the ground

I am darkness and heart break; the scream in the lungs

I am fear
I am lust
I am anger and hate
I am the lost child
and I am afraid