Fixed (poetry)

It broke my heart
Then fixed my vision
I’m deconstructing
With loose precision

No color chart
Mouth found derision
My soul eructing
Opposing decision

So change is hard. Reprogramming requires commitment. Daily sacrifice. Stopping negative thoughts. Mindfulness. You gotta climb after that shit like Mount Everest. YOU GOTTA WANT IT.

“But I like being sinister”. You’ve never tried anything else. And that’s the Devil talking. You should be put down. Like a homeless pet. Or an animal with the taste for human blood.

You shouldn’t be allowed to wander the streets of a “civilized society”. 🙄

Personally, I’m under development currently.

UNDER CONSTRUCTION

I want to learn to exist with another when the time comes.

I also need a class on organization or for somebody to help me but I am still trying to figure it all out.

Windows open. Fresh air. Detoxing on Apple Cider Vinegar and Black Walnut & Wormwood DAILY

I MADE IT THROUGH ANOTHER NIGHT

I’M GOING TO TRY TO MAKE IT THROUGH ANOTHER DAY

I don’t have any design skills

I move furniture and things around from one spot to another

There’s got to be some better order

I hang things up with thumb tacks

Curtain’s are a foreign concept

I’ll eat food cold from the can 😑

Some people are rich and eat from pizza boxes while judging from their empty thrones

Meanwhile, spirits hang with me in the foxholes

I talk to the dead

I HAVE BETTER RELATIONSHIPS WITH THE DEAD 💀

I WANT TO BE HUMAN

*In therapy*

That’s what my welcome mat should say… 🤪

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