The Father
The Son
The Spirit
The Holy Trinity
My favorite book is called Three
I grew up with 3 dogs
The number three had wormed its way into my life and at some point, it became intertwined with my illness
I have to eat 3 pieces of toast when I really just want 1 or my house will burn down
I have to take pills in 3 or they will poison me
I wash my hands 3 times in a row or I will crash my car
I get to work 30 minutes early or I will be fired.
I live and die in 3's
It controls me
No one understands because no one listens
I have 3 family members
Mom
Dad
Sister
3 favorite movies
3 stuffed animals I still keep on my bed
3 albums I listen to on a loop
3 books in a trilogy
3 characters in a trio
3
3
3
Im so fucked up but you choose not to see
Now it's just me
Me and my prison of 3
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Musings on Life from a Dead Girl
Poetry#2 in poetry July 2024 Poetry about the life of a girl.