a letter to my therapist

how do i open my mouth
and let the truth pour out
like cement
hot and slick
until it hardens
and coats my legs
until they’re stiff

how do i express
what has never
been expressed
a new thought
that has formed
and taken hold
of my mind
so much of me says
keep your mouth shut
you are beautiful
just the way you are
but another longs
for someone to
see me
reach in
and yank the hand
that’s holding me
so tight
too tight

how do I thank you
for your kindness
your patience
and compassion
when i invite you
to reach into my
mind and grasp
that hand that
grips me tight
massaging the muscles
until I can feel it
ever so slightly
for allowing me
to feel and breathe

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