Slippery Slope Version

I’m sitting here, it’s another day,

Trying to find the words to say.

Walls are closing in, I’m feeling so small,

In this room where I lost it all.

Every secret, every fear,

Spilling out, crystal clear,

In your eyes I see hope,

Helping me climb this slippery slope.

So tell me, therapist, how do I find

All the pieces of me I left behind?

In these moments when the tears pour down,

Can you help me turn my life around?

Talking about the nights that felt so long,

Trying to figure out where I went wrong.

Every damn session breaking down the walls,

In this space I’m learning to crawl.

And in the mirror I see my reflection,

A little less hurt, with a little more direction.

With every scar I bear, I find,

A way to leave my fears behind.

Sitting here with you another day,

Finding strength in what you say,

I’m starting to see a better version of me.