THERAPY SESSION

thirty-six » w i l t e d

only recalling when
the lights fade out
solely counting when
thoughts start to drown

nothing to remember, nothing to lose
but guilt eats you alive
just like it did to me
it's nothing i can choose

everything is out of control
stomach a stormy sea, black hole

finding something to love about me
is like searching for pollen in a flower
that is already wilted.