Partial Unity

A part of me is a cold, faceless b*****d
The other is a soft, sensitive dependent

A part of me an inventor, a creator, a brilliant mind!
The other is empty, filled with something I am yet to find

A part of me is stubborn and relentless
The other is docile and graceful

A part of me could not give a s**t, could steal, could kill and leave everything behind!
The other is something that in no other place you will find.

I hate myself
I love myself

I live with two opposing forces, both equally strong!
They tear at my inside until everything seems wrong.

It is like darkness and light
Love and hate
Both are individually the same thing, each latter a different instance of the former

Darkness is the absence of light
Just like hate is the other side of love, the dark side of the moon.

I turn around my own axis like the earth spins from noon till noon
Death is what was before life
Death is what remains after life
Life is death waiting to return
Life is the awareness of that which will forever burn... 

As we slowly find the remedy... 
Maybe someday, death will be something we will have to earn...

Until then, these forces act and churn
Working and working at it, prompting us to learn

My weakness is my strength
Freedom my defense 

Like a camera without a lens 
I live at excuse's expense

Author's Note

A potential split personality? Say what you think!

Reviews

[Undying Glory]

potential split personality, you say? sure is, methinks. awesome poem, and i know exactly how you feel, having been feeling like this very often these days. but you've succeeded in putting everything so vividly in your poem. kudos man