What am I in Poetry

I am everything
You’ll never be
I am everything
You’re afraid to be
And I am the God
You wish you could be

I am the disease of
A thousand lovers
I am the dead
I am the living
I am the blood
You drain from
Your veins

I’ll infect everyone’s thoughts
And dodge the obstacles
With a single thought
For all, I must do
Is think and speak
And it comes true
I’ll see my enemies soon