Chapter 6… Transitioning

Chapter 6 

Transitioning 

Born to be a Wombman in all its complexities. 

With all of Wombmanhood intricacies.

What happens to you when one believe they can alter destiny?

One’s perception of nourishment, dead!

 

Nurturing for oneself placed underneath the bed.

Where the monsters allegedly reside.

Oftentimes they’re usually by your side, deeming to look you in the eyes.

In order for you to continue to perceive their lies.

 

Preconceived notions and fragmentations

of a “man”!

 “Provide and protect”!

The debris of the detriment from emotional neglect!

Existing within a realm where you’re groomed to accumulate, the weighted remnants of oneself hate.

 

Believing in an identity or persona drenched in one’s self inflicted limitations.

Doused in repetitive start then stop, hesitations.

Within those next 5 years your left to self investigation.

Steering cars off course into guard rails to grasp a sense of your rightful destination. 
 

PoeticFlavaaa💋

This poem is about: 
Me

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