G, negative turns to positive and pours from an everlasting cup
to love you, nestled within the form of Love
The divine overflows the freaks outside, who
monitor me, coninuously comment on everything i do, 24 hours in a day
people say i imagine them, a horde thats swelling larger
’til they fizzle out, ill overcome them, one by one
because, G, it makes me stronger
those mountains, in my own mind, madness or suicide
sometimes betray me
ptsd, while i sleep, and schizophrenia, alive, each step climbing
up from my mind
to find, in God/dess lies Love’s strength
And Spirit’s heartbeat aligns to the rhythmic movement of mine
Words bless, from the tongue of Goodness
a prayer for you, G, in Love’s flesh
to give myself up to you, my prayer does
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