The Queen of Self Sabotage
Pleasure and pain
Closely related
Weirdly uncoordinated
I run toward pain
thinking it is pleasure
Until Bam
It slays me
Chops off my head
Rolls my dendrites down
Reality hill
I profess to despise
Pain and yet why do I
go kicking and screaming
wailing and dying into
situations that would give
me pleasure? Creating pain
where there did not have to be
any?
I am the queen of self sabotage.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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