This week I said goodbye
Parting ways with my spirit brother
Someone who means the world to me
I move amidst neurochemical riptides
Shedding unhealthy psychic fusion
Finding a new path
I attune to what I need most
I navigate tides of mania
This energy a visceral vector
An allergic reaction to psychic peace
This potent substrate of mania
Flowing like subterranean magma
With intention I carve outlets for this molten rock
Cultivating grounding and resilience
Taming explosive volcanic power
I loosen the grip of chaos
I lean into control
Shedding old patterns
This yearning for people who need me
I open to new possibilities
No longer chasing connection
Becoming my own center of gravity
A magnet for the bonds I deserve
Attracting people offering love and insight
I can love my spirit brother from a distance
I can pray for his recovery
But I could not continue
Craving the health parts of an unhealthy relationship
This contradictions flows deep below
I seek the kernel of emotional truth
Seeking truth in subterranean fires
This magma is pregnant with chaos
It is also subject to control
I craft boundaries
I move in new directions
Releasing codependency
Crafting relationships of balance and serenity
art by @miboso on X
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2026
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