“I won’t tell you about the shame that lies below

I may name it

Describe it on surface level

But I won’t describe how it torments me”

“Paranoia

In the mist

Doubting my clarity

Invading my present”

“A sinking effect

On my chest and throat

Pulling my gulp before I swallow”

“How must I heal

When tainted voices

And slathered vile

Splash my internal mind and skin”

“I know that at the core

You desire to help me

But your actions often say different”

“Memories bubble up

Feelings are still

In the drips of imagery”