Please
Take in my aching heart
And listen to all these voices in my head
Stick out my tongue?
Ok... I trust you...?
Take this and get some rest...
but...
It’s alright, see you in a month or two.
But...

There is sap inside my grandma’s mind
that steals her away every passing day
And she stuck out her tongue and did as she’s told
and blames it all on getting too old
And my friend hung up her sorrows
on a tree branch in the winter
taking her body from that tree
gave her whole family too many splinters
For Medicine to cure

Why is there no cure
for anxiety, depression, Alzheimer’s, ptsd
Minds taking lives that want to be set free
why is the mind so misunderstood
The intricacies of anatomy are well explored
but shadows cast on
the workings of the brain are elusive
Our medicine needs soul

It needs to look deeper
Into the abyss that is mental disorders
This mind-hijacking crisis is taking over
Leaving bodies left and right
Without souls
Making people get creative
with their diy ways to ******* die

What’s the body without the mind
What’s the beating heart that’s lost it’s soul
touch the elusive woven fabric
which brings to life each body being treated
Stop treating outside in
and look a little ******* further within

Your patient whom you’ve got no patience for
They’re asking you for something more
Than a ******* bandaid
Leaving each person without a clue
And you’re surprised when they end up shooting away their blues.