Dormant and formattable to be formatted

I press my back on this floor mattress

And assess myself in places to figure out why I'm so complacent

And why I have become so misplaced

In an instant the matter of earth is a pin prick

Im so fucking embarrassed with myself

No eyes see mine when I'm behind this screen

Yet uploading data is so frightening

I want to empower my power to do something

Not to be mute , but to move something

Not be one but to be something

I trace these lines with the tips of my

Fingers and think of my lonesome times

I do not follow convention for creation

Creation is free

And I want to be that

I want to live forever on a disc format

I have a fear of being noticed

I need verification to fill these holes

If I scream and no body is beside me

Did I scream at all?

If I die and no body is beside me

Do I live forever in these brick walls?

Poetics are simple if you take time to understand your mental

Lets talk soul and judgement

If a god loves me then why Shall I be punished?

My grandad shall pass

And My hands will forever dig the dirt of my sibling's ash

This word document

It means something

I won't let you empair my judgement

I shall disdain from people’s ideas and ideals just like I did when I was real

But people creep in and broke my core

And made me soft and took its course

Now I've sat nine months with not a written word

Telling myself too busy when the though occurs

I hate myself for this

I'm sat confused and stupid

This ocean has been free for me but I haven’t moved yet

And that’s okay but that’s not okay

And I'm taking the not okay

And I'm resolving this today