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Spoken Words By Dexterous Barakat Abdulraheem #dexterous1229
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Alter personality
My name is Barakat Abdulraheem and this is on multiple personality disorder also known as dissociative identity disorder
Boldly breathing through the sweet seven days
that makes up a week
without nutrients makes one weak
yet I always have...like immortal hero whose name is Daise.
but I'm living off no grace
that's sure,so heavens may receive no praise
Everyone says I'm possessed but I wouldn't even mind
if I was sure cause trying to figure myself out is making me loose my mind.
sometimes I get chased by grim reapers
for crimes I know nothing about with so much acrimony and soul rippers
other times I wonder why I'm super scared of being human again
I realised the demon's at work Yesterday when I swallowed some food coloring and I felt like I've dyed a little inside,What a gain!
I tried trading my present and future for a past tense
but the demons inside wouldn't allow me commit suicide
cause I'm all his to keep for tens
I may bother you in strange ways as I loose myself for a couple of days
but you needn't morn me while I'm gone
neither should you anger my alter personalities so...
If you run into my nervous Nellie or sad Sharon,please say hi
Sing a lullaby whenever Sharon cries
Smile soothingly if you ever need Nellie to be lively again
cause they're more than Co-tenants of my body
Screw the special condition "MPD or DID"like the therapist calls it
As much as I crave to have my body all to myself again
I won't lie I feel their pains in my veins each time they fight their ways out of me.
Till I return,pls take care of the Poor things
they aren't just pests they're very sweet beings
Yours Lovingly❤️
@dexterous -
To The entire universe
When your hope feels small enough that it could fit in the cracks of your fingers and your ever-increasing fear is the only thing that still lingers.
Just you know sweetheart, it's okay to not be okay. -
THE THROES OF BEING A MAN
It's never okay for men to cry. Know who cries? Girls. A man holds it in until his eyeballs swell up to the size of baseballs, his throat feels like it's about to explode, and,his gut just aches like there's a snake wrapped around his heart.
My name is Barakat Abdulraheem
The throes of being a Man,BY @dexterous