Impaired?

Impaired?

A Poem by Trivén

fiery water I pour down my throat
top-down thinking, bottoms up

impairing, you say
well sure, I agree
impairing the already
impaired parts of me

impraiing my walls
impriaing ma mask
immpragn mi guard
it lessens my falls

reduce my high ask
make it not as hard
walking inner halls
now lesser of a task

I struggle inside
it opens me up
allows me to cry

it lets me breath
I struggle inside
just let it be

take some risks
some courage you need
I struggle inside

dare I say?
...yes


in misery at first, now gone
to good company, a stepping stone
fiery water I pour down my throat
imparing, you say
well yes, that's the point

© 2025 Trivén


Author's Note

Trivén
this just spilled onto the page

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Trivén
Trivén

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