“No-its-me” notice me

Sickening the mind

Portraying a weakness

One i wouldnt be able to think of

As a “joke”

One to be burried away with

Still loosening this releasing of minds

All of which i do not find to speak

Having a way with words

Its so easy to disguise this–in me

Green eyes cried as they reaked of envy

A mental block that made of this

“Stress”

Created to bound –a free will

What a mess it is to make of

This embodiedment

So fluent as a way of speaking

What was already read

Contagiously peeking through my head

This way of–seeking

Where i am

A mistake of –who you are

Better left unsaid–

As my face turned, my head swelled

Of the “memories ” that were well… read

“How good are you?”

A testing of/with this narcissistic mind

Having a way with what it means to be defined, “psychotic”

Mitchell.Tierra (AE)

Published by Alpha’s Poetry notes

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