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It's not a man or woman with a degree that can really help me out,

On God's Green Earth.

I tell them why I choose to live a better life and they want more, just more

I give them an answer since I'll be there for the next 45 to the hour.

That's when I realize the corruption in the world.

The evilness of the flesh occurring without them knowing a thing.

Four years of your life you have a degree;

You live on this Earth not knowing you're missing so many things.

You give the medication,

But yet for so many that's not what the soul really needs.

I need my father, like we all do.

Not my Earthly, but my Heavenly.

He's my strength on days before I even knew.

Mrs. Therapist lady can you pray for me?

Instead of writing me prescription with the low known side effect of death.

Yes, the road in life can be difficult,

But is your first choice a drug to fix the pain inside me mentally?

Doctor, doctor why isn't my answer just being enough for you?

Why do I need a deeper answer?

Don't you know that God plus nothing is all you need?

Maybe, I'm this way because I'm enslaved in idol hands?

You read all these books, but skipped the most important one

That can do better than our $100 section the word of God.

It's far from a fairy tale, that is correct no matter what your science teacher

In college told you. Open your heart, and don't let the world blind you.

I need a friend not someone who cuts me off after my hour is up.

I'm not knocking your professions, but everything you trying to help me with

Is not in that book that came with your degree.

It's in your Bible, oh, please take a chance to see.


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I'm not saying all Therapist are like these, this is just my personal experience, in a way.



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