Forwards I go
Energy is blown
Backwards I fall
Stealing my flow
Upward I climb
Dizzy heights ordained
Downwards am drawn
Dante's glowing Inferno
Which should I choose
Or stop where I am
Stand tall and appeased
Sit down and abnegate
Martyrdom a choice
Sacrifice a desire
You need to listen fairly
On my terms ascribed
Coping styles are all
The truth is in my hands
I am not a statistic
Therapy is not always me
I learn and build
I will engender my body
I hunger to know my mind
Engaging with this world
On secure footing
I now proceed
Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 5:43 PM UTC
Forwards I go
Energy is blown
Backwards I fall
Stealing my flow
Upward I climb
Dizzy heights ordained
Downwards am drawn
Dante's glowing Inferno
Which should I choose
Or stop where I am
Stand tall and appeased
Sit down and abnegate
Martyrdom a choice
Sacrifice a desire
You need to listen fairly
On my terms ascribed
Coping styles are all
The truth is in my hands
I am not a statistic
Therapy is not always me
I learn and build
I will engender my body
I hunger to know my mind
Engaging with this world
On secure footing
I now proceed
Following the interest in my poem 'When a hill becomes a mountain', I delved into the decision making which is often thrust upon us in differing states of mind, and become frustrated.
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