ENERGY TRANSFER
.xp weirdme@miraclemiracle935004
1 month ago
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Why write all of this?
What's the point?
No one sees or cares.
Even if they do,
What's the point?
Energy cannot be created or destroyed.
They can be transferred one to another.
As a sensitive being,
Always attracting energies,
I hold onto myself,
Giving no room for those energies.
They want to finish me off.
I have to save myself.
Turning my cravings to words,
Not telling them face to face,
But face to the world.
They will see, but later.
A year, two, three, ten, hundred,
Or may never see.
Who cares?
Y'all will see, share, repost, or so.
But HE knows,
Alpha and Omega knows.
It's high time I stopped trying.
If HE will help,
HE should help.
When I'm done, writing,
My heart feels desolate,
Lonely, and clean.
No cravings, or whatsoever.
It feels like the desires are met with,
Or not, I know not.
It starts abruptly,
And ends knowingly.
It's inside me now.
When writing,
I don't know if I'm right.
I feel shy,
Not smart.
Imposter syndrome,
All that there is.
But I will not stop writing.
These energies will not crush on me.
I will not do what it wants me to do.
Now, I'm always expectant.
Who will I admire next?
Because my pen is able to put it down.
Who will I crush on next?
Let's see my definition of them.
I will live.
I will survive.
