“Oxygen As To Poetry…”

I am in a dark cave with dark rage.

I am a heartbreaker with a heart broken.

I am a passionate compassionate man.

I am a chooser who chooses to be chosen.

I am a sad uplifter.

I am happily depressed.

I am comfortably confused.

I am actively at rest.

I am sleeping in the rays.

I am awake for days.

I drink coffee at night.

I am dark in the light.

I am light in the cave.

I am currently expressing, while acaught in this maze – called life.