Poems of a lighthearted nature

Human

I smell a truly dreadful scent

and hear an ear splitting shriek

I feel cold, I ache, I moan

I see horrors when I dare to peek

I taste the sourest of all things

and think the worst inside my brain

I sleep in dreams shrouded, unclear

that seem undoubtedly insane

I tire always of fatigue

Sometimes I truly want to stop

because I've had enough, I'm fed up

and I feel like I'll drop

Though negative, these things are normal

I do all of this, but also thrive

because I'm a wonderful, brilliant, human

and I'm fantastically alive.