Perserverance

Cancel out the discernible affliction.

Deny the fact that I have an addiction.

They say two negatives will make a positive.

But unfortunately I don’t think cognitive.

Actively imagining a normal me.

Because I am a being who looks but never sees.

Beyond the petroglyphic memory that I am,

There is a girl that you’ll never understand.

I have recovered from an entity of cryptic pain.

Redeeming yours truly, again & again.

I never get it right though, I’m sabotaging my soul.

Self destructive behavior that digs me a hole.

It’s onerous to get out of a hole that’s so deep.

No stepping stones to use , & the walls are too steep.

But somehow, I always find a contradistinctive way.

This time my first step is admitting that I’m okay.