Unravel Poem by Uriah Hamilton

I'm a walking stranger in my life,
An unidentified man breathing prayers
Down the snowy concrete of a wintry existence.

I support ideas of love and acceptance
But rarely accept myself as worthy of love,
I just can't discover the evidence.

There is nothing I care to attack
Outside the walls of my being,
I have nothing to protest that isn't me.

At midnight, I'm slightly screaming profanities
In church tones softer than a whisper
For some mistake I made on a youthful day.

I must continue to ponder the question
Did I hurt that lady as badly as I hurt myself
When I provoked some irreversible jealousy
That made all former bonds unravel?