crestfallen

another session (downtrodden)

Sits across from me, guarded by her desk
Invisible boundry separating the "sick" from all the rest.

tales are told, the ashtray fills,
dreams of FUCK, sluts and pills.

went too far, want too much.
still held back, and never got enough.

loathe myself, hate me whole.
devoid of life, despite my soul.

I could learn, i'd feel new,
if I could see--from under your shoe...