Expose It

A loud noise

Followed by the annoying sounds of crepitation

Another malfunctioning hinge

One more thing to add that needs fixing

Where to put it on the never-ending list

*

Every addition already deemed a priority

When it contributes to constant aches and pains

Body failing me both physically and mentally

Trying to reach out for air

While I am drowning in torrential rain

*

The physical body to an extent can be assessed

But sometimes the darkness that clouds the mind hides

Only shows itself to the one whose body it has possessed

Tries to deter you from reaching out

Muffles your cry

*

That voice takes center stage inside your head

Telling you to put bandages on invisible wounds instead

The truth is in what can be seen

As no one will be convinced

Unless they know it is physically there

*

Slowly

You begin to believe that this fakeness is real

That beneath those bandages you placed

Are physical wounds: scrapes and punctured skin

that will soon be healed

*

As time goes by nothing changes

The bandages begin to fall off

But the cuts and bruises on the inside

Are still gnawing at you constantly

Relentless in the destruction that they have caused

*

There’s no point in trying to hide it

In pretending it isn’t there

The best advice is to shine more light on it

That’s how you begin the healing process

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Thank you for reading! This poem was first published here.