the down the out the lost the lonely
those in hurt those in pain those in need
they come to me they search me out lost
in problems emotional overload their need
I wait I make time I listen patiently
as silently sadly
onion skin layers
are stripped away
so often decades
old problems
childhood troubles
trauma stay
locked away
frozen emotions
ice berg deep suppressed
never supplanted
with joy happiness
never resolved erased
they come to me their confessor
their shaman their salve healer
between bite choking raw emotions
are finally life problems addressed
between hung heartache tears
are faced first emotive fears
memories neuroses living nightmares
can erode swallow sanity
unresolved issues haunting horrific
is a worm eating out brain reality
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