Therapy Session

Poem 2 of 365

By Ellie HoovsPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Lie on a couch

pour it all out

one, two, many feelings.

they give you a pill

say ‘you can choose to chill,

or maybe you just need Jesus’.

'Maybe working out

can get the cobwebs out’

curing loneliness for one twenty five a session.

Tell you to write

Tell you to sleep more at night

tell you to focus on every blessin’.

Maybe I’m not broken,

I just see the darkness here,

and what I fear,

is I can’t share enough light

to find others who also burn inside,

so together, we can keep love’s fires alive.

Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.

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