tied to the chair

Tied to the chair

For the 3rd week in a row

My momma said it’s good for me

But I don't really know

“When did it all start”

“Tell me about your childhood”

The cliche phrases

About everything that could

Cause me to be angry

Or scared, or depressed

“Elaborate on that”

You should know the rest

But I’ll enlighten you anyways.

He writes on his notepad

The look that’s on his face

Says all I need

I look at the blot on the page

A massacre I see

“Well it seems that you're depressed”

As if I didn’t know that already

Trauma in my head

Doesn't pay his rent

Nestled in the corner

Doesn't get better than this

“So, doctor”

I say

“Thank you for your time

But I think ill find my help

Off of videos online”