Sheer Destiny

the sheer trajectory
of my fears collectively
are near telepathy.
So here are my tears, pathetically.
Energetically kinetically.
I put together letters intelligently,
evidently irreverently.
They havent sent me to the penitentiary
but it’s where they expect me to be.
I guess we’ll just see
and unless you were me-
you wouldn’t understand what’s expected of me if my legacy was in jeopardy
(ok maybe if you were Alex Trebek), it’s destiny.
Tepidly, effortlessly.
It might not make sense unless we
sound it out phonetically.
Forever turned to never with me.
When I met her
I should’ve never let her
get the better of me.
Then I wouldn’t have to keep writing this shit,