
i yell i need help, but never actually go to get it
deep down, i am scared to admit
that it stems from denial
now i am in a never ending cycle, of begging for survival
maybe i need some deep therapy
honestly, who would want to listen to me?
i carry a fear of being judged
to be rejected and unloved
i want to open up what i closed
unlock and feel exposed
so sick of feeling numb
a new person to become
but the cycle continues to repeat
me and my mind constantly compete
i am forever the loser
a slave to my abuser
under her command
is that something a therapist could understand?
About the Creator
Kieshaβs Diary
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Comments (1)
To answer your question, I think they would understand. Your poem resonated so deeply with me!