Finding myself again

I know I am finding myself again
Because I have the urge to create
The urge to write
The urge to hate, 
To smother, to love

I am the sadness in your eyes
And I am finding my words
As I walk through everything
That has ever hurt
That has ever lived

I am child of despair
Poetry born out of the purest hatred
A touch of all that the past gave me
And I am not afraid
I am my own fear

My pain is turned to art
My pen becomes a weapon once more
And there's no way
That I will ever close the door
On the source

Because this is who I am and I am finding myself again