Rendered reality resistant

Too triggered for existence

Delusions of persecution

Psychosis consistent

The Voices hounding me again

Offering masochistic penance for my sins

Head spinning vertigo

Ruminating obsessively

Submersed in a stressful ideology

It has captured me

I am immersed in it completely

Psychosomatic sunk cost fallacy

There is nothing to recover

Just a dreamy fantasy

Such a devastating strain

To stay the same

To be predictable, unthreatening

Appease the status quo

To blend in

Not cause a fuss

Not say much

It may strange

…but

I can change

Growing is learning

…and learning is transformative

Do I have to stay the same?

I can change

…in any way

I can shape myself to be

Anything

I can mold myself like clay

Flow like a wave

Bend like the bamboo on a windy day

Adapt

Evolve

…and rise above the fray