I stopped seeing my therapist
after she pulled me out of my numbness.
I stopped going to therapy because
she understood what I was going through
and I was so used to nobody caring to ask.
I stopped because she didn't care to ask,
she asked because my parents paid her to.
I stopped getting help because the helper
had the same name as my dead friend.
The universe is really in collaboration with hell to see my fall.

Numb
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               b    n   e   s   s  is a destroyer
and a healer of sorts
but it's as temporary as a scraped knee.

If somebody is getting paid to ask you
how you are feeling then I suggest
you run out of there like a bat out of hell.
I'd ask you for free.