poetry

docile with a desire
to be put down,
everything,
fearful
  spoonfed paranoia
  cavities & dead ends
  filled w barely livings:
    Paycheck to paycheck
    thrown into the abyss
CONstructed cycle
  i am
Non-consensually opted into
upon conception
undefined rules haze my perception
well, I couldnt commit
& numbing out was too risky.

So instead,
  I unfold in this existence
  out to it's limitlessness
regularly bleeding,
  I shed freely
& try to protect my psyche
Integrate my rage
  through my breath...
  & in my grounding
never bite the hand that feeds me,
listen to my own body signals,
don't let nobody confuse me
be in relation like this is *all*
  one big BLINK of a memory