Humans

I am the abortion that got away.

I am the chill in the wind.

I am the feeling of guilt that you get,

when you feel deep down that you've sinned.

I am the burning you feel in your heart.

The cold sweat in the middle of the night.

I am the nightmare, your terrified of.

The memories, that just aren't quite right.

I am the death of all that is loved,

I am the breaker of heart.

I am the reason for cuts on your arms,

the virus that tears love apart.

I am you, yes, but you are me.

Humans are alike when we're all set free.