Human (Poetry)

Am I human? Am I the fury and the storm?

An eternal shade of conflict, A roses many thorns

Am I human? Crying-crawling in the mud
A prisoner of many passions reason cannot overcome

         

Am I human? Something-someone full of lust

Struggling against desire, trying not to self-destruct

Am I human? I’d rather be like God, 
Existing outside all the pain, beyond the hope of love

Place the bullet in the chamber of their gun; 

pull the trigger of mind’s eraser if I’m one.