misplacedsoul

Therapy

You listen to my sadness,
But you never feel my pain,
Your smile seems cold and merciless,
I'm a prisoner in my brain,
Stop saying that you care for me,
And life without me would be sad,
I pay for you to listen,
Perhaps it's sad you're all I have,
You tell me that I'm good enough,
And deserve better than what he's done,
So how come when he hurt me,
Did I lay beside a gun,
Tell me why everyone else,
Can live without their lover,
When all I seem to do these days,
Is cry and ache and suffer,
Stop telling me that this world,
Is better because I'm here,
What do I give to anyone now,
When I live my life in fear,
Oh time is up, until next week,
When I'm back here in this room,
Allowing a stranger to smile and say,
Your life isn't a circle of doom,
You are beautiful just the way you are,
The way you smile and speak,
Of things that you and your heart desires,
My dear, you are not weak,
You are so different,
Such a sensitive soul,
Please don't end your life,
For you give to the world,
A raw form of love,
Souls like you keep love alive

Comments2

  • FredPeyer

    After reading your poem, misplacedsoul, I started to ask myself how much good counselling or therapy does when one is so wounded. Is writing about it as good or maybe even better?
    Your sad, honest, and from the heart writing touched me and made me wonder how I would react.
    A very good poem, very well written.

  • Egyptianqt79

    this is beautiful. the best art comes from ppl who are able to express emotion

    • misplacedsoul

      I agree! Thank you for your kind words!!



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