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no opponent

by ThIIIrd Person

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no opponent 04:20
no opponent I must just trust and not rush shine up brush dust and knock rust Being, Mentally unwell eventually I felt Obsessively compelled to try and conquer entropy itself I meant to be of help, I had hoped to be of assistance but only meeting resistance I choked and slipped and indeed I fell, I’m weak and helpless full of flaws inconsistent I need to redevelop all of existence so I can free myself, I need to flee myself, I need some fleeting self awareness of the me that I’m seeing when I can see myself, I beat myself into submission over tiny mistakes, could fix em all with half the time that it takes, the other half could be for sleep I shouldn’t even dwell, I also beat myself into submission over *how* I beat myself into submission witness the precision of a pugilist with no opponent, boxing myself into a corner throwing hooks but never towels I been about to collapse for a minute now, I need a way to quit this round I guess I must just trust and not rush I can Shine up brush dust and knock rust I wouldn’t say that I’m *exactly* a perfectionist but, Unless I lay it like a master then the session is fucked I’m going gray over the gap between what’s pending and done, I try to play it off as passion but the stress of it sucks, This vessel I clutch is half empty, and half Henny, I don’t remember having such a bad memory, I’ve got my work backwards, I’m six beers deep, saying “I should quit here and sleep”, turning my first draft in, Observe madness as I wake up again, take up the pen, hoping I can change how I’ve been, but first I gotta get the juices flowin maybe with gin, I’m in the room alone and making it spin, a loop I hate that I’m in, self sabotage to self loathing, witness the rhythm of a fighter deciding to be his own opponent, my pace is stick and move- shit to prove, what if I flipped the fugue over to a different groove What if I must just trust and not rush I can Shine up brush dust and knock rust Self empathy quells entropy, Heartfelt energy helps memory, And I can let it be less than everything, And I can set it free if it stresses me, ...And I can take my time, Decide what’s mine to say and say what’s mine And as I make it I can make mistakes And if I’m breaking I can take a break And if I start to speed beyond that then I can bring it on back cause I don’t need the combat, All I really need are calm moments, to see myself as I see myself, and see that we are not opponents, I move my work forward, I polish each line until they got the quality shine And that’s the verse for ya I made it cause I meant to be of help, And if nobody’s listening I did it just to help myself i must just trust and not rush shine up brush dust and knock rust
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released September 16, 2022

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