Who Am I?

Who am I? That is a question which haunts me every time it look in the mirror. A question which comes to me in the lonely hours. A question to which even I may not have the answer the answer. But, I will try to speak for the deep core that I have hidden from myself. 

I am 

A lover, hard and relentless, unwilling to let go 

I am 

Sunken in shadows, avoiding the gaudy light of day 

I am 

A friend, to the end of times and beyond 

I am 

Alone in the world, alone in a crowd, alone with myself 

I am 

Not one thing, one "type", but rather like a diamond, my faces show at different angles of light 

I am 

Hidden by a mask that I show the world, I show them a me that they can understand 

I am 

Understandably complex, a simple conundrum, a puzzle with all e wrong pieces 

I am 

Guilty of a soft heart, hidden by a hard exterior 

I am ... A poet... Torrin.... I am he but so much more.