Tweaked

I dove boldly in to my psychosis this gave me a kind of leverage a tiny fragment of sanity shiny bevel of edginess to my personality so vulnerable, derelict, unloved my resolution, a thought will blossom explode in to this dark world kill all the demons that ride on people’s backs I see them clinging to people I see them feeding on people I see them, in the sinkhole that ugly beautiful place, I visit sometimes delusion or illusion too scary, we need more love and kindness in the world I’m swimming back to the top now Entry to Eight word challenge poetry competition Written 08.06.2019 Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann