Poetry Of A Borderline

medical gaslighting

In the labyrinth of my mind, a storm brews,
Whispers of doubt, shadows of hues.
A battle unseen, a war within,
Medically gaslit, where to begin?

Diagnosed with a label, a stigma to bear,
But the truth obscured, lost in the air.
Dismissed and doubted, feelings denied,
Gaslighted by those who should provide.

Borderline whispers, its grip so tight,
Emotions run wild, day and night.
A rollercoaster of highs and lows,
Navigating a sea of misunderstood throes.

The pain is real, the struggles deep,
Yet met with skepticism, silence to keep.
Invisible wounds, scars unseen,
Gaslit by a system, cold and mean.

But within the chaos, a flicker of light,
A voice that whispers, "You're worth the fight."
Strength arises from the depths below,
Resilience blooms, a steady glow.

No longer silenced, no longer confined,
Breaking free from the gaslit mind.
Embracing the journey, scars and all,
Finding beauty in the rise and fall.

So stand tall, warrior of the unseen,
Your truth is valid, your worth pristine.
In the face of gaslight, hold your ground,
For your story matters, your voice profound.