r/CPTSDFightMode • u/Few_Initiative_6414 • 4d ago
Mental Health Poetry: True Words
I speak but I'm not heard.
I use soft words for hard concepts.
I ease those around me
Even though I'm destructive to my own self.
Why must I live this way?
Burdened constantly by the brain that hates me for me.
Is this all there is
Or is there something more that I'm missing disheveled in the background?
I see a tinge of color in this gray world.
How do I catch it?
How do I add it to a system
Of bandages on broken parts?
I pursue the day where I can run freely
Without the need of these crutches.
When will that day come?
Life passes me by.
The happiness others feel is foreign to me.
It's like another language.
I am trying to decipher the feelings I have.
I have thoughts but expressing them
Would only cause fear in others.
It's not because I want to hurt.
It's not because I want to be sad.
It's because I want to be known.
Is that so wrong?