Freud or Fraud

You can go ahead
and tell your friends
all the things you think I did
and the things you think you know about me
with your pretend degree
in psychology
apparently
Let them have your one-sided story

Classified

In search of openly gay, intelligent, god-fearing, and lovable editor
to sit inside my head
for a bit
and help me sort out these jumbled thoughts
these confounding ideas keeping me
from being me
crisscrossing inside this skull like rabid jumping jacks on the fourth of July
I'm not crazy but I swear I am!
He must be brave
with pecs to boot
intimidate the doubts echoing inside
sift through the icky things
make something of everything
because I am done
I have tried
and I can't help but think I should have just died
that time I almost did