Poetry Explanation

[FixXxer]

maybe being the FixXxer paints a false picture
I'm no saint, no dealer, I'm a pulse healer
I'll steal your sorrow
and help you look forward to tomorrow
your words I will borrow
until you tell yourself to let go

my elixir is not made of drugs,
more of a mixture of hugs and love
questions and acceptance
only the best intentions
removing oppression is my suggestion

a violet supply kit in my possession
like I'm in a psychic dimension
but I'm just your sidekick of expression

expect me to protect you from yourself
due to conditioning from someone else
it's good listening but only when it helps
tripling my empathy with sympathy
I will sense your mentality
and present you clarity
in segments you can see

you're free from all
when I penetrate your skull,
and connect with your soul,
not for control,
but to assist you in taking hold
of the fact that your potential is gold
doesn't matter what else you've been told
many expect your time to be sold
I say its okay to break the mold

they want soldiers for their increasing goals
I'll hold your hand while you are releasing those



[work in progress]