My HEART is like a un-tamed forest fire, burning out of control: smoking up my mind and clouding my soul I’m like a raging inferno, a volcano hidden deep beneath the earth My LOVE is like molten lava, overflowing from within... searing hot, burning everything it touches... carving a niche in the face of the planet My THOUGHTS erupt in my mind like spontaneous combustion My PASSION is white hot phosphorous, sizzling seduction, waiting to erupt destroying stereotypes with every poem I write.. I may be midnights Son, but out of my darkness, comes light my view on life is slightly different than most... Because I don’t look with my eyes...... But with my heart. I see far past exteriors and look with my minds eye... into the labyrinth of humanity shaking off any that would bring me down..I rise like a drifting ash..I float above and beyond the consolidated masses everyone is mimicking the next person, following trends and styles I have a mental condition that can’t be treated and has no cure it’s called...Individuality I wish it was contagious... But now...the fire is dying to a small glowing ember barely able to see the small spark, I have no kindling to nourish the flame. love has escaped me like a prisoner with nothing to lose trust is a species long extinct..truth has started taking back burner.. To image and politics self-denial is spreading worse than Aids..no one thinks anything is wrong commitment is made with the intent of being betrayed... Why turn your back on happiness when before you is nothing but emptiness? People need something to hope for..believe in...strive towards I have goals but no love..so I feel life is pointless but I still live...hoping to somehow make a positive impact on those around me My soul is in constant chaos...religion is the foundation of a good person I built my house on the sand, where there’s no support.. I’m being consumed by self-criticism, I can’t do right in my eyes I’m trying to be a good father, but if I’m Midnights Son... Will my son grow up and be enveloped in darkness? God forbid. I seek only one....to be there when I stumble, lest I fall one...to touch me and say it’ll be alright one.....to hold me close at night and share my life one.....to look into my eyes and make my blood run hotter one.....to act as a release valve for all the fiery passion I have to share one....to nurse the ember back to life...so I can once more have....the fire in me. Derrick H.