Deep Sleep Interview
It's like a painful prick upon your finger tip
Like the lonely tear that streams down your face
The dull aches in the back of your head
Feeling of fatigue and confusion all at once
The vague stare into nothing
The churning of one's stomach
Constance sweating
Sleepless nights
Panicked....
Stressed beyond all words
Yes...
now the tears fall...
You're jittery,
skittish,
happy,
mad,
sad,
guilty,
regretful,
pained,
healed,
mournful and scornful,
raged,
engaged...
Up,
down,
left,
right,
north,
south,
east,
west,
upside down,
down side up...
Your mind is a mess
Your mind is depressed
No one understands
No one gives a damn
You listen to the rain drops dance
Suffocating on the ideas you have
Loneliness...
separation....
outcast
Labeled...
branded...
Just let me alone
Just let me be
So many voices
So many people
Trapped within
Trapped inside
You don't understand
You don't understand
You don't understand
The mind that is pure you have also called sick
Breathe...
inhale...
exhale...
relax
Snap...
Sessions over
great progress.
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