Unfukwithable

I don't think linearly like you
and quite frankly? 
I don't want to.

I'm a neurodivergent “weirdo"
wired with a GoPro 
in my "dopey" head,
clicking patterns 
everywhere I tread.

Earth on the surface. 
Fire in the back.
That paradoxical pressure
crushing me inside and out.

A cruel kinda fuckery 
Hidden. 
Only felt internally
Designed to snap me.

But all that tension?
That's my reinforcement.

like prestressed steel tendons
loaded with snapback.

I thrive under pressure so hard 
I hold myself upright
like a suspension bridge 
floating above
my own collapse.

I've been beaten to the ground-

hell, even into a hole beneath it.

Crushed by unexpected shit
over 
and over 
again.

Compressed long enough 
to become something 
unfuckwithable.
 
A diamond.

So yeah -
my intensity is the very thing
that causes my demise.

And yet - 
that same intensity 
will resurrect me 
from my own ashes.

Burn me down. 

I will ALWAYS 
get back up.