The burst

Inside the bubble was anger, fear, shame and self loathing swimming and swirling
It encapsulated my head like a heavy helmut, never unfurling

Carrying it daily weighed a lot!!!
Surely others saw it, avoided me 'weirdo' they thought
I avoided them back, often staying in bed or
Head hung low as I walked, couldn't see the path directly ahead

I kept my distance in public, because of the bubble
No need to make eye contact, explain
or cause trouble

It made sleeping difficult with a barrier between my head,
And soft pillows of rest and comfort in bed
Nightmares entered the bubble churned with no escape
Waking up unsettled with no rest, no break

My voice was muted daily by the bubbles confines
I might have to yell so others hear me,
or repeat things two or three times

Inside me, the young girl pleaded for help again and again
This weight is too much for me, why can't you see this pain?

But I can't get it off, so I'll just cry and cry
Worrying alot about where the fault lies.

Wait somebody listened and earnestly cared!
Come in, have a tea, sit down don't be scared
They said there's a journey, a path towards healing
We'll help, we'll listen, let us know how your feeling

There's courage, resilience, forgiveness and hope
It's not really easy but there's tools to cope
And others who's feelings may mirror your own
The bubble had burst, I'm no longer alone!