Psychotherapy Poem by ann rta

Mind in turmoil
Helplessness
Over-burdened
Ladened stress.
A babe in arms
Cannot decide
Letting others
Override.
Take over thinking
Lead the way
Help me forward
Night and day.
Sessions more
Increase in number
Try easing mind
Help me slumber.
One to one;
Groups; all aiding
In or out patient
Mind is fading.
Money pouring
From stretched coffers
Into strangers
With lettered offers.
Am I better?
I think not
One question hovers
Repeats a lot.
Asking for an
Explanation
Therapy or,
EXPLOTATION?