I mess up lots of things,
I’m a human in the thick of things,
Of unusual reactions,
And more than fatal attractions.
I am evil,
I tend to cause upheaval,
A result of my craving,
A trouble with no saving.
I need to reign it in,
This frightful thirst for sin,
Yet still I seek absolution,
An absolute solution.
I have no patience for emotion,
I find it strange, the very notion,
I am restless for the end result,
I have been through enough who put up a front,
Satisfied desire ,
But I fear having to acquire.
Were I unable to feel,
Maybe some things would seem less surreal,
Hopefully, I would be spared the emotion,
But unfortunately, not the commotion.
Give me peace of mind,
Then maybe someday I will find,
A way to handle and deal,
Then someday, in some way,
I’ll feel more real.