I am NOT

by Dikachi Mann

I am

I am lost

I am weak

I am fragile

I am what I never was

What I never thought I could become

Sweet pain searing through my heart

Rivulets of water telling a tale held in my eyes

Running a course down my face

Of times that were

Times that are and could have been

A story that is surely a redundant loop

A loop fit for a book

Savor thy sorrow with glee

Like a fly buzzing to its death

I look upon my suppressor

Not with eyes of hate or malevolence

Rather with sympathy

…..almost empathy

Life indeed is life

Too deep to search

Too vast to comprehend

Leaving men groping in the dark

Hoping to perhaps touch, albeit grasp….something!

Something to give meaning to their lives

Just something……anything

I am

I am I

….and then I am NOT!