A Sheep Like Me

For a sheep like myself,

on the days my sickness talks to me,

it's like a ship & sea together.

The mind holds a million different words,

yet I bite my tongue and stay silent.

I crawled out of the abyss

after trauma swallowed me whole.

It had a pinch on my soul

and everything I loved.

There are infinite constellations

hiding beneath my skin,

to help me fall asleep

and reject all sin.

I want to lose myself forever

instead of having such a capacity

to give without taking.

To experience true happiness

and true freedom

with my bare teeth.