Someone from Within

Am I not someone-

A brother, a father, a friend, a keeper

To someone-

Folded up, wrapped up

Pacing, waiting.

Am I not something

I breathe in, I breathe out

I feed, I sleep, I speak to you

Like anybody else.

Am I not your distraction

From destruction

Your able hand that strikes out

Defends your honor

Caresses you in time of need.

Do you not desire to possess me,

Bag me, consume me

Control me, call me sweet thing;

Suppress my need for freedom

If only you could see me

Do you like that-

That I am this void from within

Am I not a lover, a friend, a confidant?

Temptation, salvation. Your redemption

Am I not something?