depressed therapist

In the middle of the storm, I stand tall

Healing wounds I didn't ask for at all

Everyone comes to me with their burdens and fears

Listening close, wiping away tears

Yet behind this smile, I'm fighting my own fight

A silent battle every day and night

Taking my pills in the quiet of the night

Hidden struggles shadowed from the light

I give all I have to give, still I feel so alone

But I keep holding on, keep holding on

Friends and family, they never see

The weight I carry just to be me

A helping hand, a kind word, a touch

Sometimes I wonder, is it enough?

Echoes in the quiet, battling my own mind

Silent therapist, they seek but don't find

Laughing at chaos, hiding the pain

Behind the mask, I feel strain

I'm the safe harbor for stories untold

Their burdens, heavy, yet I uphold

Inside, a storm begins to swell

My own stories locked in a quiet cell

Pills on the nightstand, a silent vow

To hold it together, I wonder how

The world depends, yet I feel thin

A fragile thread I walk within

Taking meds to keep me sane

While they pour out their pain again

The weight I carry, invisible chains

Living in shadows, feeling the strain

Comfort for others, I lend my ear

While my own voice disappears

Smiles in public but breaking inside

Trying to stay strong, unable to hide

Therapy sessions, my secret retreat

Feeding the chaos I can't defeat

Balancing the truth and the lie

On a thin wire, inching by

In the mirror, I see a stranger

Fighting battles, growing weaker

But I keep the hope alive

To survive, to revive

So I’ll take my pills and wear my crown

Smile through the tears, don’t let them down

Helping others, but losing me

Seeking strength silently