Human

The world casted darkness
down upon me
My life has been full of
shadows and trenches
filled with blood and filth
Rotten bodies of
my old self
and each painful
memory that I endured
As motionless as I thought I was
the skies did change
Moon let sun come out
and the sun would rise
and fall
As did I
The bath tub
and razor blades
were my best friends
Fighting them
were booze and drugs
when extreme sex wasn't enough
No bdsm
Or masochistic dreams
could long embody me
Goth and punk
came and went
22 piercings and some ink
didn't mask the person I was
or would come to be
and faking it
the human
inside of me
was not as easy
as I thought it'd be
but now and then
I can almost perfect
Normalism and humanistic
Moralistic behavior
until provoked
and again
Nothing
was my savior