Anxiety Poem by Alison Mujati

Anxiety

Do you bear your heart speak?
A soft silent voice of truth,
not all the false noise of a rat squeak.

when lips tremble faulty deception called a smile.
the inner voice bleeds hate and vile
pure lies but worth a while.

it's rude to tell people you hate them
only your subconscious bears truth
never trust word of the mouth.

it's choice between past, present and future.
No one knows real sentiments
they all carry a bandwagon of your portrayal.

Dark secrets die within bosoms
If they come out, life may never be the same.

Think about it, what is the next person hiding from you.
Hey, what's your secret?

We all know of your fear
your anxiety is up and running.