Psychiatrist My Psycho

Your effort towards Me finally sunk in. I think.
I get it. I get what it is that You were trying to bring out. And I'm putting it together now.
While I keep receiving these thoughts of matters... that merit coming into Me, and I entertain it, it's so that I can become in Me all that I truly Am.
This is helping Me bring out My nature's truest form to My existence, just as it so within Me, so it is too without.
For I Am in a persuit purely in expression of Why I Am of existence.
I never want to lose sight of that fact.
During this time of coming to understand
Who I Am
Who Am I
is only what inexplicably I know.
But if I want to be taken, for My intrinsical worth, then I have to inherently know My point of origin in order to bring Myself out just as
I Am.
From here is where I wanna be in all things I do in My Life, that makes My Life worth Living.
And I'm struggling to put a thumb on Me so I can pin point Myself to all My Hearts desires.
I'm learning how to structure Myself to satisfy Myself in the need to be My favorite Self.... before I can do any of My Life's work.
Because I want to build My Life with the true intentions of My BEing in demonstration of My will to do anything by Me.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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