can’t stop feel sick won’t stop don’t think
channel and churn n’ i’m wound n wound up
trembling and taut, flicked to the sound of elastic
a frantic attack but i feel like i’m back, at least to a degree
and in enough respects to warrant this stream confident
..i’m on the mend again, things
coming naturally – i’ve
reclaimed this space around me
ever deserving, i work towards this
familiar mental stability, this
state i’ll cherish and defend
with self help, self love and sound routine
what works for me, and i walk
with pride amidst this shameless
trite old rhetoric empowering
for me – remember these


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