Poetry & Self-Awareness

Surprisingly I’ve managed to keep my character placid 

even though my heart feels like it’s being dripped in acid

it’s received so many beats

I once thought it would turn into ashes

Many times I thought my heart wouldn’t be able to take it and it would lead me into a casket

I’ve been tapping into my senses

checking my tone and commitment to remain afloat 

I’m doing it alone and trying it to keep it under control

If I don’t take notes of it, my mind will explode

Reading positive quotes

don’t want any bad feelings to be provoked 

consuming interrupted remedy 

consuming the remedies heavily

to help me cope and remain steadily 

I’ve been searching for this recipe

I got tired of living so dreadfully

I don’t need anyone’s empathy 

I’m giving my heart a high feeling of ecstasy 

it’s been chemically intoxicated

I’m fighting for clarity endlessly 

I have control over my destiny