The Meaning Of Torn
I can not hide from myself.
I can not keep from my own fears...
I can’t deny what’s in my mind...
I can’t control what forces me to be me to act as I do to be what I am...
What resides in my thoughts what over powers my own better senses…
I am human... I am flawed. I have sinned... I have killed...
I Have done things I will never forgive myself for in the name of survival.
I’ve tried to end it... I’ve tried to be better than what I am...
But I’m human I’m what I live to be...
I try to control what lurks beneath these eyes. What hides beyond this smile...
the Indulgences I succumb to... The flavors I taste... The people I touch...
The way I am... the way I’ve become...
I am more human than human... Yet I am nothing...
I’m more animal than beast... I’m more wicked than life...
I tear apart the souls that stand before me... I consume all that others would lay to waste...
I devour life’s own energy...
What hides within is what isn’t seen throughout…
Carnal are my desires...
Knowledge and application are my sins.
What can hope to ever contain this beast?
I am human...
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