if the devil were a therapist

eye of the holder is real. 2015. by me.

come in

have a seat

Coffee?

Yes

Lets get to bussiness..

how do you feel today?

tell me what you and your idlel hands have been up to..

i dont know,

im not sure.

My days are long and blend together.

my hands are deprived of healthy activity.

yet i am rest so less.

ok.. so how does this make you feel?

half empty.

Yet I think too much

monotone yet negativly vibrant

mothering is half my being and terrible thoughts fill the rest of me.

its all i am

its all i love and hate

i have a question…

why is life so long?

he tapped out his pipe on his sleeve and blew the ash off onto the floor.

good question.

but i do not have the answer.

have you thought of self euthanasia?

i can write you a script.

no

thanks.

im obviously still here for a reason.

maybe ill find my next purpose

she turns to her over flowing cup of coffee.

she reaches for it.

slowly she sips and sips again.

she turns to the doctor and asks,

if your the devil, why is my coffee cold?

he looks at her then back to his writing pad.

this isnt about me.

tell me..

why do you choose to stay since your true reason for being here has been fulfilled?

your typical reasons

yes. but id like for you to tell me something new.

i want to know how i leave this earth

with no intervention.

id like to see who my child turns out to be.

i want to see her morn my death

and continue her life as a stronger individual.

i want to say good bye to everyone i love over time

not all at once.

so how will you deal till you leave this earth?

how does the thought of death make you feel?

slightly happy. Very anxious.

what do you want in this life?

i just want to live.

wake up, live, go to sleep

wake

live

sleep

id like to find a balance

id like to find peace in life

her coffee started to warm up.

her fingers grew hot.

it burns now

she drops it at her feet.

he laughs

why are you laughing?

our session is over.

its time to wake up.

she hears a faint cry.

she sees a faint light.

shes awake.

shes alive.

and continues to live.

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