The Offering

The dentist leans in, says, "Open wide,"

I feel the chill of metal, of truths I’ve tried to hide.

A mirror reflects what I dare not speak,

Anxieties sharp, but my smile looks weak.

Anesthesia lingers, dulls the edge of the pain,

But the sterile air holds whispers, a hint of disdain.

In this vulnerable moment, my secrets unfold,

Like pearls in a shell, in a story retold.