seeking escape from a world
that thrives on my pain.
main focus is a focus
that drives me insane.
i can’t be still,
my mind is anxious,
my soul is erupting.
the most illogical of impulse
making something of nothing.
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i only exist inside,
where i never have to hide.
i’m never running from my actions,
never cancelling my pride.
resisting all that works against me,
no borders
or no fencing,
no offensive use of power can control.
no being similar,
persona young or old.
a living proof of distant energy,
words circulate the remedy
for all that can restart a dying peace.

the goal is elevation.
consistent dedication
to complete separation
from everything that does not serve the person i am trying to become.
& though my value is downplayed
i know that this physical reality,
this ambiguous identity is not all there is to me.
i dare not subscribe to a world of lies
& desolation
disguised as everything i could ever dream.
i am more than what you see with eyes in collaboration with a mind stuck in a box
surrounded by mediocre thoughts
& needless intentions.
you say i am powerless because i see little value in this material reality
where appearance takes place of character
& the frailty that seeps though designer clothing is most genuine.

i believe in a creator,
the most diligent artist itself.
not man\woman,
not human at all;
a force greater than the most complex of understanding.
i don't believe in a saviour
returning to save the world,
i believe in a divine plan
so perfectly timed
that the world will save itself.
an enforcer of love,
not the word
but the feeling.
undeniably a feeling relating to a higher source of energy.
a higher being
possessing a certain healing.
i believe in energy,
frequency,
vibrations high & low.
vibes everywhere you go.

a certain chill across my skin,
it gives me goosebumps.
to look outside & see the skys all dark & gray.
to all the better days ahead of me,
with sadness as my remedy
it pays a homage to the storms
that passed my way.
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so confident in your incompetence.
embodying the most flawed,
inconsistent
form of existence
& you wear it so well like a second spine only fitting for you.
you are a perfect balance of
unyielding strength
& undefined weakness,
a mixture of beauty derived straight from the avengeful cosmos
& the
ugliness that settles the depth of the abyss.
you are clumsy &
you make a mess of everything you come in contact with
still
you are genuine in all of your oddness.
you make it clear that perfection is illusive,
holding your crown of thornes so proudly
that you make it easier to live.