A Conversation With My Therapist.

What’s on your mind?

What isn’t on my mind?
There are so many things to think about
and so many things to think,
If I have reached the brink
then shall I leap or shall I sink
because the ground in my mind is quicksand
I know it’s kind of weird, but do you think you can understand?

Not really, but let’s get deeper into the session.

Hey Doc, quick question,

Sure. Ask me anything.

Well, so you and I agree
that I am obviously mentally ill,
so if I toss your desk at that wall over there,
do you think it will go on my bill?

No.

Good to know.

Why do you ask?

I thought it was obvious,
I am clearly insane,
you’ve even given me this certificate saying
that something isn’t right with my brain
so while I was just at being crazy,
I thought I’d throw your desk.
Even if you might protest,
it’s not like I have to pay
even if you sent me away,
I don’t think I would mind very much,
because I hear that the food is free.
I’m no expert on asylum food,
but it doesn’t really matter to me.

I feel like you’re messing with me on purpose.

That is a possibility.

Well, you might as well stop it,
you’ve come to me for help,
so lets talk,
or here, draw some pictures on this blackboard with this chalk.
What’s on your mind?

Well fine Doc, we’ll play it your way
for today,
and I don’t see how doodling is gonna help me anyway,
but I’ll draw a picture just so it’ll make you happy,
be warned though,
I can’t really draw with chalk so it might be kind of crappy.
Okay. I’m done, you have to see this.

Don’t play coy with me, all you’ve done
is draw a penis.
Either grow up or get out,
we aren’t here for games.

But even when I leave here doctor,
I’ll still be the same.
Don’t act like you don’t know,
that certificate is just for show,
just because you have a diploma
doesn’t mean you understand what you don’t know.

Mr. Stewart, this is absurd,
I’ve sat here and listened to your every word,
and still you cannot mask the pain,
you aren’t exactly insane,
but there is something going on in your brain,
help me to help you fix it,
is that so twisted?
How would you feel if this was your only chance
and you missed it?

I would probably be pretty pissed,
but something tells me
that this insanity is also bliss,
because I don’t have to worry,
and I don’t have to cry,
and then when people ask me what’s wrong
I don’t have to lie.
I can tell them the simple truth,
man cannot be man outside of abuse,
I will always be a boy,
stuck in this timeless void where there is only
bad romance and melodrama,
some say that people can’t survive their childhood trauma,
but I think different Doc,
I think insanity is the key,
because I can think of no other way to set me free,
set me free
and let me be me
I don’t mean to act childish or insult your university’s degree,
but how could you possibly pull me from this darkness?
You aren’t God,
you’re just a man.
So how can you help me find myself
when I don’t even know where I am?
So you can understand why I don’t really trust you.
And I’m not a good patient
so I know you’ve had enough too,
just lets move on and let me be ill,
I’m not going to throw your desk,
but if you want, you can put it on my bill….

A Conversation With My Therapist.

Shaquille Stewart

Montgomery Village, United States

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This is actually how it goes for me. RHYME SCHEME AND ALL. I hope you like it.

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