Introspection

Inwardly peeking at my own skin and flesh,

My body, my bones, my organs, my breath,

Voicing whispers in listening ears,

I am disgusted by my leaking tears.

Silently mourning my happiness death

My mind, my emotion, my joy undressed,

Keeping my feelings locked away in a tower,

I unconsciously yield my mental illness power.

Finally recognizing I need help,

My sadness, my loneliness, my inadequate state of health,

Realizing that life shouldn’t be just surviving,

I want to experience what it’s like to be thriving.

Flowing like a river deep in my veins,

My blood is restored, I’ve been saved,

My full potential can now be released,

A burden off my shoulders, finally free.

Beautifully blooming like an indigo foxglove,

My body nourished, my renewed self-love,

Staring at the lovely, watercolor sky,

My old introspection has revolutionized.