Monday 15 July 2013

Down On Therapy Road

from Another Man's Shoes


Count my tears

Diffuse my fury

Show me my abode

Set me free from the kangaroo jury

Scattering the seeds I sowed

Listen to me

Love me

Never ever judge me

Constantly decipher my code

Walk me down to His reality

Down on Therapy Road


Expose the flaws in my perception

Help me carry my load

With you I'm free from interjection

Leaving only me to goad

Making me see that Jesus loves me

Paying off the debts I owed

Unwrap me with your cool inflection

Down on Therapy Road


Change my mind

Befriend my fugitive

Many of my myths explode

Embrace my fears

Resolve my conflict

Analyse the steps I strode

Empower me

Nudge me

Never ever judge me

Even when my thoughts corrode

Make smooth my entry to His kingdom

Down on Therapy Road


All my paths got lit with darkness

Most of my dreams got towed

Expose me

Floor me

Stand me in the middle

Make my whole purpose implode

Nurture me

Budge me

Never ever judge me

Slam me into red light mode

Build me up to all I can be

Down on Therapy Road


Kill me

Bury me

Wipe my existence

Erase all the journeys I rode

Hear my end game

No cutting corners

Dredge all the rivers I rowed

Endorse my fragility

Never ever judge

Incessantly unravel my code

Pull me up to where you're standing

Down on Therapy Road


Introduce kindness

Legitimise anger

Quiver all the arrows I bowed

Please don't stop

I don't know how you're doing this

Outing all the secrets I stowed

My crisis in your heart

And you never ever judge

Laid bare on your commode

Holding my hand

I'm the child I never was

Down on Therapy Road

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