Leave me out of therapy. Prescribed best as comes green.

Keeping fragile dignity of ones relieving guilty feelings.


Ruining faith is wry. Insecurity breeds reason to destroy!

Seeing how it relates to me, elates a dormant emotional economy.


But completion is not a goal. A sterile thought on morality.

A concept birthed from self-righteous toll. Staying quiet is now my reality.


Don’t you dare think aloud!

Stay “head in the clouds”.

Only do what I’m allowed.

This has all the makings of one outrageous disco!