It is dark in this head of mine
a dark night with a moonless sky,
pitch black.

I need the light,
I need to soak up the energy it sheds upon me,
send me your thoughts, send me your dreams, send me your hopes,
it is these objects I am fascinated with.

I am your help,
your wall to support your heavy burdens,
I want your hurt, your pain, your stress,
I will take it from you and harbor in within myself,
as long as it is not within you.

Give me your doubt and I will make you confident,
Give me your shackles and I will make you free.