• Part, but not whole.
    tangled up, confusing the soul.
    I am the dark in the night,
    as opposed to glorious day's light.
    I bring grief when you seek only relief.
    not always there, but never far.
    I am the gloom, here since the womb.
    can you feel me? my results you always see,
    opened up as lines upon which misery dines,
    do you still not see the signs?!
    i am you, carried on through life too.