I know therapy would help,
It would unburden me
of all my dark thoughts and self-critiques.
But then I would have to kill them.
It’s nothing against the therapist—
I know they have a code.
I am the keeper of my own secrets.
No one can use your secrets against you
if you never share them.
I would like to tell my therapist
about my relationship with my mother
and how I desperately don’t want it to turn
into the one she has with her own.
I would talk about my lack of connection to religion,
and how I’m baffled by my extended family’s faith;
and I believe in a higher power that answered to no name—
a quiet watcher over life.
I’d tell my therapist how I have yet to find a full-time job,
and how companies don’t care if you have a degree—
they want people with years of experience,
but I can’t get years of experience
without a degree first.
It’s a double-edged sword if I ever saw one.
My therapist would not judge.
They would not give me homework.
They’d let me express what I can’t to my parents—
because if I did, they’d only worry about me,
which is the last thing I want.
Having a therapist would be nice,
but then I’d have to kill them
Because letting someone else know me that well is dangerous.
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M.E.M. (
Offline) - Published: May 8th, 2025 11:33
- Comment from author about the poem: I WOULD NOT ACTUALLY KILL A THERAPIST! Just putting that out there incase anyone thinks this is literal: it’s not. Created: 5/7/25 | Finalized: 5/8/25 I do not need emotional advice, but comments are welcome.
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I enjoyed this, thanks for sharing
I take no threat and as a therapist I would say that not telling is not safe because when you are most vulnerable it will leak out. In all seriousness this is a poem that speaks tongue in cheek those thoughts that many have. A lovely poem
Not to worry. I have a journal I write in.
A tongue in cheek write that a lot of people would possibly fear when the dark secrets are out in the open, and the vulnerable feeling that brings, nicely written and expressed
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