My card declined at therapy
Now I'm in a loop
of low numbers and cars
flashing lights and faint scars
Knives and screams
many books and bad dreams
I see people walk away
and some don't come back
Mirrors and tight clothes
small spaces, deep holes
I see too many people
and then not enough
Big happy smiles
all covered up
Innocence gone
being played like a pawn
My card declined at therapy
~N~
Based off of the TikTok trend. Basically, the trend is if your card declines at therapy then the therapist brings back your trauma/issues. The trend seems kinda :/ but this poem came to my mind after seeing a video of the trend.