Writing

They tell you to write down your thoughts,

They say it’s good for you;

A therapeutic coping mechanism.

But they don’t always realize the truth.

As soon as you write it down it’s true,

No taking it back,

No saying you lied.

Who would lie about something so personal in something as “safe” as a journal.

How could someone make up such painful thoughts.

So now all the secret thoughts are out.

No more “tough-guy” act,

No more “happy-girl” charade.

You’re just as damaged as they guessed.

Anyone could pick up the paper and read what your demons scream at you when you’re alone at night.

Anyone could read what thought plays on repeat when you’re sad.

So writing down such personal thoughts isn’t as easy as a pen and paper because you’re giving people the chance to see inside your mind.

Now you lay there,

Your page filled up as you feel empty and you realize...

You just let your demons loose to say hello to the rest of the world.