My Basic Instincts Poem by Khaos Dven

My first instincts are to attack, take, give nothing back, luagh and run, leave you stunned. The basic instincts, take me, instantly, constantly, this nonsense philosophy. I try to push it back, hold my tounge when im told im a hack, these years ive wasted are nothing to the tears ive tasted. Trying not to hate or be hated, like before ive stated, my basic instincts come back to haunt me, stalk me, talk to me, whisper crazy thoughts to me like i dont need you, but i cant live without you. My basic instincts come in the night, try to give me a fright, but i have my clenched fists up, ready to fight. For what i call mine, heavenly divine, are you out your mind? Im trying to find bliss and happiness in this completely dead world, but here i am reverting into something i cant stand, nothing like the man you want. I cant stand seeing you hurt and crying, inside im dying, soul screaming, tears streeming, i find myself fleeing, running, than suddenly tripping falling into this black pit, than SMACK, thought i had gotten hit, but i was caught, i struggled and fought, not caring where i was going, till i looked up. A man i recognized, a man i had visioned...my Savior. He was there since the beginning, helping, watching, and saving me from myself and from my darkest sins, he smiles and grins, 'Have Faith'. Than he was gone. I started to lash out, looked around and realized i had blacked out, seeing her buetiful body resting rythmaticly, we talked all that night, we held each other tight, smile and repressed that basic instinct, kiss, go back to sleep, I hear that voice one more time 'It's safe, all you need is a little Faith'.