Therapy
You've put me here in this dark place,
No ending is in sight,
I feel my way around sharp walls,
Trying to find a light.
And as I fall down on my knees,
Hands bleeding and in pain,
I start to think I can't go on,
Or touch those walls again.
And though I haven't found it yet,
I know one day I will,
The light is here somewhere,
Im looking for it still.
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