My Therapist
Time heals all wounds
That’s what folks say
Though some are deep hurts
From which I’ve turned away
Blocked emotions, never revisited
Turned away from, secretly buried
It has created a lump in my heart
A burden too heavy to carry
There is a small beacon
With pinpoint preciseness
Your work with me is that light
Digging into the foggy darkness
Illuminating areas I’ve feared
You have been my comrade
Even though I’m afraid to see you move on
For you, I am also very glad.
Time heals all wounds
That’s what folks say
Though some are deep hurts
From which I’ve turned away
Blocked emotions, never revisited
Turned away from, secretly buried
It has created a lump in my heart
A burden too heavy to carry
There is a small beacon
With pinpoint preciseness
Your work with me is that light
Digging into the foggy darkness
Illuminating areas I’ve feared
You have been my comrade
Even though I’m afraid to see you move on
For you, I am also very glad.
