TONGUE TIED AND VULNERABLE

My tongue is nailed down, a useless thing.

My jaw is locked and loaded, misfiring every shot.

My lips are sealed tighter than a goddamn drum.

You feel okay saying the hurtful things you say.

Why not? You know I can’t respond. So do your worst.

Expectations set too high I should’ve known better

Not one of you said a thing for me

You just watched as I retreated into myself

The damage done I couldn’t remember pieces of it

Just wailing and the feel of the cold floor for days

Twice you let it happen without stepping in

Twice I lost chunks of my sanity while taking the blame

I still can’t control it And you still don’t understand

What it’s like to be silenced by your own mind

Like a pressure cooker I will only take so much

Before the same happens again

Will you continue to watch as I lose everything

Or will one of you finally be my voice?

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About darie73

I have lived with Bipolar Disorder since my early teens. I have lived with Social Anxiety Disorder for even longer. I self-medicated with alcohol for over 20 years, that's how long it took to get a diagnosis. I'm open and honest about my mental health so hopefully one day the system will change. View all posts by darie73

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