The Shrink's Office

Sometimes your therapist is as mad as you are.

   Tick, tock.

  I impatiently watch the clock,
        tick, tock.
 Foot tapping, hands wringing.
       The door handle slowly turns, my heart beat quickens.
 A middle aged man, enters the room.
   "Hello, I'm Dr. LaRue, I'll be your therapist today." he says,
  I mutter a quick hello.
    "So, why are you here today?" he asks,
     I spit it out,
   the words spill, lips flapping.
  Rambling, yes, but what else to do?
 The doctor scribbles and writes, while I talk.
   After we're done, he looks at his notes.
     tsk, tsk. He mutters.
    Sweat drips down my forehead.
   "Something wrong?"  I ask weakly.
  He looks up, as if he forgot I was there.
   "Oh, your diagnostic. Yes, why you're..."
  Mutant butterflies fight in my stomach.
   I gulp, fingers twitch.
  "I'm sorry to say, but you are insane." he said, and chuckled maniacally.
   I flinch back, sinking in my chair.
    Wondering,
  is my therapist as mad as I am?
      "Your crazy! Mad! Loco!" he says, giggling.
   I slowly inch away, until I'm out of the chair/bed completely.
  That's when I sprint toward the door.
    Turn the handle, past the clock.
   Run from there, past the surprised receptionist,
 the cranky kid,
   the patient mom,
the bored patient, reading a magazine.
   Outside, onto the grass.
    Fall, collapse.
  The insane therapists laugh,
        echoes in my head.

                Maybe I am going crazy.
  

Author's Note

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Reviews

[♪GetUse2MyMelodie..]

I like it honestly its weird but in an ammusing way...it entertaining the whole way =}

[Bella-Marie]

Weeeeeeeeird poem... I don't really like the storyline much... overall, okay.

[Little Miss Strange]

I like it. It seems a bit choppy, and maybe your flow could be a tad bit better, but overall, it was a good poem.

[Sage of the River]

wow....I dun know what to say....

[Song in the Farmland]

*eyetwitch* phsyco...