Little secret

The beautiful ones
The good ones
Why the ones we cherish so much

Here they come again
Cursing me and berating me
I was created for a purpose
I am nature as nature is

It can't be nature to cause pain
Can't be nature to cause tears
To be happy to cause sadness
Why

I do my job and I do it well
For that they hate me
Pain is nature.
Tears are nature.

Take the ones we love
Hearts break
A hole that no one can replace

Let me let you in on a little secret
The beautiful ones go in order to help the beautiful ones left here
You could say a new guardian angel




-Dedicated to Ogaga "Loopy" Okparavero

Soul therapy

You’re in my couch

I’m listening to your problems

I’m a shrink

I don’t do this to help you

I do it for me

I do it to feel the hunger in my soul

The couch you’re so comfortable in

The reason why you come back every week

It drains your pain

Pain on which I feed

The tissues wipe your tears

Drink that makes me high

The sounds of your despair and anguish

They take me to a place

A place where all is sad

Where no one smiles

All is tears and all is bland

My most happy place.