Therapist
I met a vocalist
Who can sing along to the beat of my heart
Or maybe
She is a therapist
Because she can heal my feelings when they suffer a deep cut
She told me that i can't save everybody
I can only play my part,and when love burns out i can slowly relight the spark
Her words are like medicine
If not music to my ears,or a shield to my fears
I felt like i was the reason why Eve had to bite the apple
Why Kane had to kill Abel
She diagnosed me with an illness called "Self blame"
And told me that self doubt is only a stain
She prescribed an antidote for me called "let go of the past" and "find someone to lean on"
Its been a few minutes since i took it and i can feel it terminating the symptoms of self blame syndrome
I can feel it neutralising the poison i swallowed
And leading me away from the anonymous voices i followed
My heart was brittle
But she built a cage around it
Made from steel bars of hope
She quenches my thirst for euphoria
And makes me stand against all kinds of phobia
My ears are throbbing for her therapeutic voice
Which gives me pleasurable seclusion
When my mind drowns in confusion, her thoughts avail themselves just to give me direction
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