I never thought I'd be here in a million years
sitting in a plastic chair many before me have sat in
In front of me is a person who claims to know what I'm going through but do they really
Do they have fights with their emotions like I do?
Does their anxiety nag in the back of their head saying you'll never add up? like a little devil on your shoulder slowly draining your self confidence
Or having depression banging at your door at 3 in the morning bargaining into your house and causing you so much grief for their amusement
And not leaving for days or weeks only to have anxiety take it's place
Therapy
T-H-E-R-A-P-Y
foreign words fell from my lips as I mentioned it to my mother
I'd spent so much time telling myself I'm fine this feeling will pass that I almost how to feel or what to feel was
Going day to day on autopilot
Smiling but it never reaching my eyes
Feeling like I'm drowning but breathing just fine
So I sit in a plastic chair talking about Past, Present, and possible future events
Across from the person who claims to understand and actually does
-Dw
"You are your best ally and worst enemy" -DW
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This Mind Of Mine(SLOW UPDATES)
PoetryTake a trip Into my state of mind My past My present My future The question is are you really for this trip? Down the deepest darkest holes of my mind and soul? [BOOK 1]