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What Do You Even Need Therapy For?

  • All seems helpless, a lost cause
  • Obstinate heart, getting the better half 
  • Am I breathing or polishing my sword for a rigged battle?
  • A heart beat plays twin to wearing a shield during a tsunami
  • When mere atoms start shapeshifting into fog
  • When you identify with a bull used to plough a barren land
  • Hoping to see even the tiniest of all sapling.
  • You see dust, I see burnt constituents of a meteorite
  • A meteorite, that could destroy planets if it wanted to
  • That would be immensely feared and respected in all its glory
  • If the blanket around the earth had not diminished it to nothing
  • You see dust, I see parts of my soul
  • I see myself hunting for elixir in the poisonous forest.
  • Life knows the Art of Abduction
  • The best way to do it;
  • To make sure that no one knows about it.  
  • The abductee shall scream, harm or beat the drums
  • But no one would believe the abduction
  • Its a fool-proof plan.
  • Because people fail to distinguish a person from a hollow vessel;
  • Because people can not see souls.
  • When you look into the mirror and you see nothing.
  • When you can feel every bite of food resisting your system
  • When you feel disguised even when naked
  • When taking a breath seems like a lot of work to do
  • And you decide to ask for a helping hand
  • You chose to give yourself the vacation that is hope,
  • You feel the dagger waiting to tear you apart making its way to the obvious
  • You feel the incoming betray that is talked about just as much love is
  • You hear "What do you even need therapy for?"
  • You know how Caesar must have felt.
  • Its ever torturous to see your last line of defence crumble down like that.
  • But here we are.
  • And its okay, I don't need therapy.
  • I will find a way to resist the anxiety and this urge to end everything.
  • Like I always have.
  • Its okay.