given my urges
investigating my own words
lost in thoughts
too evil to explain
open to attack
but never to reply
given my urges
experimenting with combination
a moving darkness
a reflection of my soul
disturbed
broken
given my urges
excuses of apathy and pain
heart of stone
cracked and broken
crumbling to dust
my thoughts in written word
given my urges
you cannot excuse compulsion
this is what I am
this is what I think
it cannot be fixed
given my urges
brings a tear to my eye
I’m to blame
given my urges
what would I be without my pain.

23/2/98