Anagram Your Fate
Poem on analyzing our attachments and taking control of our own lives
ANAGRAM YOUR FATE
a n a g r a m
your
fate
carve
it in
your own
grave
all the walls are
||closing in||
manifest
my own
oxygen
Consciously
begin:
shedding all
that i’ve been
stuck inside the house again.
celebrate
my own suffering
i’ll twist this knife
inside My chest
G U T T I N G out
ALL ATTACHMENTS.
ill choose when the sun sets
I’ll choose when the sun sets.
When the sun sets
WHEN the SUN sets
WHEN THE SUN SETS
When
the
sun
sets.
Written during a period of change documented in “Surviving an Existential Crisis While the World Burns”
About the author:
I’m a 33-year-old artist and multiple heart surgery survivor. Learning to love myself while living with chronic illness. Exploring music, health, identity, spirituality, resilience, addiction, personal growth, and purpose.
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