I am…
simply complicated;

a liar,
a lover,
a hater,
a rouse in the crux
of Existence.

I am dark
and light,
the yin
and yang
of the moment,

and if you venture
into my world
the oxy-existence
becomes a part of you

forever.

I am a seeker,
a sucker,
a thief,
a driving force
of pain.

I am the son
of abuse,
the father
of charm,
and the whore
of your lust~

a darkness
waiting to unfurl
and consume.

I am scathed,
bathed in a false reality;

I am the winner
of dumb luck
and loser
of the greatest love.

I am…
a bag of masks.

Very nice

thank you kim

You do have a unqiue way with words..
Well done!!

well put..."i am/a bag of masks"
fantastic

bravo- I liked it!!

thank you for the bravito