#321 On The Couch

That sinking feeling

Deep in your chest

Is just me

Setting my anchor

Making a nest

My name is Disquiet

Or maybe Vague Sense of Unease

Wait, wait

I think I have to sneeze

Have a seat

Lay right down

I have some sweets

Let's not have a frown

Tell me your troubles

Your childhood issues

Paint me your landscape

In all it's hilarious hues

That black hole

That you have for a heart

That's sucking everyone in

That would be a good start

Was it your father?

Or perhaps your mother?

Maybe you wanted to kill one

And make love to the other?

Right

That's a bit trite

Too on the nose

I can see you want to keep me on my toes

Well here's a prescription

It might help with the shakes

But mind the addiction

I get tired of explaining myself at wakes

My advice is simple

Pack the poison in

The smaller the package

The smaller the problem

I swear it's safe to do

It doesn't create a potential energy issue

This is all just in your mind

You didn't think it was reality did you?

Have a piece of candy

It will make it all better