I don't care about the bags you carry
The shackles around your feet
Or the weight you carry inside your heart
I don't care about the scars you bare
The rope around your neck
Or the anxiety which drowns you out at times
I don't care that you disappear and I feel helpless to control this
There's nothing I can do to change your past
But I'll help you
Carry the weight and I'll undo the shackles
I'll drive your anxiety away
Leaving room for something new
Something real.