I struggle with being both a human
and an artist. The human in me
wants love, romance, someone to die for,
truly sacrifice my own life if need be.
The artist wants fire, passion,
haunting beauty, darkness, rebellion,
chaos, grit, tough love, sex, whiskey.
I am desperately searching for a way
to blend the two, to marry them together
in such a way where one never outweighs
the other, though I find it to be
such a tall task.
It often gets difficult living
in your own skin.
I am such a contradiction.
I wonder sometimes,
do others feel this way, too?