It’s My Energy

Well, not technically….



Energy is an infinite

Source / supply of power

Constantly running

Through everything

Anything and “nothing”

So when I write

It’s my energy

I mean the infinitesimally

Small, itsy bitsy, teeny weeny

Miniscule, zeptosecond

Amount I am responsible for

During states of wakefulness

Through receptors and

Neurotransmitters in “my” brain



That I delude myself into

Maybe realizing I might be able

To control in some minute way



Am finally “learning”

After all this alleged “time”

In this soul vehicle of 58

Earth measured “years”

To utilize “my” energy in ways

That is less angry and frustrating

By instantly recognizing

A broken pattern of behavior

That habitually is steered

Towards agitation and pain

Darkness and desperation



Catching quickly the moment

It occurs to redirect it positively

Into personal productivity

With patience and perseverance

Listening and empathy




So far, so, #uck this is hard

Especially now that I know

I have the ways and means

To choose how to use my

Limited free will to overcome

Habitual aggravation triggers



The key factor is using the phrase

“It’s my energy,” which could be

It is my energy. However, by way

Of the contraction, I can make it

What I call a five finger mantra

Imbedding the syllables into my hand

Starting with either thumb

Then, index, middle, ring, and pinky

Realizing now, that either way, it

Moves from the heart outwards


To extend it, may add

“That I must care for”

(Responsibility has one too many syllables)




“I do not know

Where I am going

But I do know

I am moving forward. “



– Angelo Devlin