There's no use in therapy
When words can convey falsity
You can't drive away sadness
By bundling yourself up in self-pity
Your self-destructive thoughts
Are played on repeat
Where can you escape to,
But deeper into the darkness
That is your irrationality?
There's something about simplicity
That takes away all complexities
The sky understands my blues
As I walk beneath it,
The wind runs through and rinses my veins
Sieves through and removes impurities,
The sea catches the tears I'll never shed
And carries the worst of my past away
As I walk away from water's edge
I am a new me, I am the old me,
I am the person I always was, but have forgotten,
With a renewed reservoir of potentials,
Aspirations, self-belief, and hope.
