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I was thinking about who I am yesterday and wrote this...



What Made Me



I recently took

a long journey.

A trip into

my own psyche.



My past makes

who I am.

This one cliche

is no sham.



At the beginning

of my memory

I had little

fear, much curiosity.



Next stage was

middle school hell.

I thought math,

science, some male.



My fathers death

brought me dread,

depression, no love,

loneliness, pure hatred.



Then high school

gave me friends,

freedom, some brains,

no status, lisence.



Texas supplied me

with important closure,

a fullfiled dream,

joy, openness, Homer.



I still have

from pieces to

all of these,

this is true.



These elements built

my persona today.

New ones come,

old forever stays.

My Darkness



In life I was just like you.

I was healthy, pure and true.

You still look at me the same,

Not knowing my history or name.

The night reveals who I am.

I stay as quiet as a lamb.

My presence is barely seen.

Only when hungry am I mean.

Your smell lures me to you.

I feel my food flowing thru.

I find the perfect spot to feed.

You have exactly what I need.

I thrive from the pulse of life.

There is no use for a knife.

My talent gets what I desire.

Night and blood is all I require.