The Essence Of Who I Am

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  • Tangled In Bed

    A year ago, I was tangled in bed with my brokenness Now, we pass without a word in a busy grocery store M.A.P ©️ 2023

  • My prayers Are Filed in a Complaint Box

    I sit down with my cold coffee Defiance is my enemy Water is leaking out of the walls The irony is that I’ve always been afraid of drowning No one understands my misery My prayers are getting filed in a complaints box Its overflowing I can’t lay blame So I…

  • A drop of blood

    I have a dull inspiration Stays up till two until it decides it’s ready to give me somthing A drop of blood is only important if they keep coming M.A.P ©️ 2023

  • I wish I was misunderstood

    I could bake more Smile more Listen to the birds I could have sex more Love more Get lost in the woods I could laugh more Cry more Be so misunderstood Not care Be unaware Of the saddness in the world M.A.P ©️ 2023

  • No one knows

    No one knows that at 18 I wrote a 50,000-word novel in a few weeks It’s just the first draft and the plot is really bad and it’s not at all what you would think It was like a cancer growth I had to just get out of me No…

  • Running

    I’m running faster than I even thought I had in me  But when I finally turn around and see who I’ve been running from  It’s always been just me  M.A.P © 2023

  • Is murder your trademark

    And like a book you wish you could read again for the first time I miss not being able to remember the things I remember now I miss our first date and the way you would look at me  I hardly remember because I’m starting to believe that was just…

  • Decaf for my anxiety

    I’m sitting drinking coffee Decaf for my anxiety For my sanity Holding on to gratitude Like a rope that’s slipping Looking down and getting dizzy Will I die instantly I hold tighter automatically Then remember I’m not falling because I’m drinking decaf coffee In a shop with all its customers…

  • fascinating

    Why are humans so obsessed with the idea of time All they are doing is counting down to their death minute by minute Second by second  Holding your breath waiting for the hand to change  It is fascinating isn’t it M.A.P  © 2023

  • Needle and Thread

    My trauma was sewn inside me with a needle and thread It’s screaming to get out Burst through the seams I wish I could tear myself open and let her go I wish she was no longer in control of me M.A.P © 2023