Cycle

He was born under pressure,a pressure from God,a pressure from mother,yet he did not want to join this world.
A strenuous journey begins for an outcast,one from another world,an alien in human form.
Though given love he refused it,through comfort given he felt safe,until released all to himself.
Long years have passed and the boy wondered,who am I,why am I here,what makes me so different,to this day he doesn't know.
Through experiencing life,he got no answeres,it seemed all was lost until he found him,one light in the dark,the one who brough about his existence,and the boy felt safe,but under pressure.
Doing his best to please this beast he gave up everything and was left with nothing,no comfort,no better life even though he did everything to appease him.
The boy was lost,once again the victim of his own mind,of his soul,of his darkest demons which he could not handle,or so he thought.
You've been bad ! - they cried,you will be punished,and so the boy split and formed another self,a mirage to fool everyone into thinking he was allright.
A constant,never ending cinema of worst case scenarios flowed through his mind,scaring him and scarring him even more - yet he forged on.
The boy found love for the first time,this unusual feeling gave him hope,and hope was all he needed.
Yet the demons of the past had not left him,but increased in their wicked ways to destroy every shred of self the boy had.
No ! - he cried,you shall not have me,nay,as they laughed and turned the pain up.
But this love that he found was greater than any wicked force,as he took up his blade and crushed the demons within.
At that moment the boy was calm,steady and ready to embrace life.
Though the questions still remained - who am I,why am I here,what is my purpouse ?
Perhaps he'll never know,yet the bright light of a new dawn shined upon his face - *Wake Up.*