Whistleblower

Fooled you, fooled you

Maybe even you

Congrats if not you

Lair, liar

My mouth was on fire

Telling puzzles no one could ever

Crack, even I lost track

I’ve written maps of words

That spell out de.pres.sion

Deep flaws of numbness

Hoping they’d grow thorns 

Needles that manipulate me into high anx.ie.ty

I won't bore you to where my mind would go

Boundless words I shouldn’t say

Swallow me and undergo me

Search stress thats post trauma

And everyday is a test

Here is to exposing my truth

And here is to trust

I'm only looking at you

And I'll serve you good

Just remember I am forever my life’s

Whistleblower of truth.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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