room so empty
lonely though im not alone,
secrateries smiling at me dishonestly,
while she speaks on the phone.
I stare off at the teal wall,
after a few minutes of waiting,
I spot Jeanie down the hall,
each visit I feel my heart racing,
my problems I don't feel like facing.
we're in the back now in her room,
hessitantly I sit in a chair,
I try to keep focussed and not let my thoughts loom,
as she speaks to me pretending to care.
fifty-five minutes pass by,
not many words have I spoke,
I walk out and let out a sigh,
inside on my emotions I choke,
I feel like my lifes one cruel joke.
The ride home is never fast,
I can't wait until this is all,
just a thing of the past,
and into my depression alone I can fall.
Author notes
just thoughts on how i feel when im at my shrinks.
Written October 2nd, 2004
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this was good, and thanks for reading my poem
...this had great imagery i could definately just see u there, all uncomfortable and sad and stuff, the flow was a little off and some of the rhymes seemed forced, but i still liked it...
much love and respect
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thats just so real and deep, i love this piece. and you know i wish for things to get better for you babe, as soon as possible. well ne ways i loved this write
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I've never been to a shrink before. lol good poem ^_^
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I always hated goint to my appointments. So I stopped going. LOL But I have the advantage of being an adult so I can do that. I hope you're okay! Try to just do what you need to, it will get better.
~*Destiny*~
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