visits

"hey doc," she said 

"get out of my head. 

i'm sick and i'm hurting 

and wish i was dead.

i don't want to hurt you

but at the rate this is going, 

you can see through inspection 

the illness is showing." 

"hey doc," she said,

her eyes at the floor,

feeling more nervous 

than ever before, 

"i trust you completely 

but i can't be sure.

this isn't something 

i think you can cure." 

"i'm sorry," she sighed.

"it's okay," he replied.

she looked away quickly

with tears in her eyes. 

"with treament," he sarted,

"you should be okay.

but try to get out

at least twice a day."

she looked up and nodded

and wanted to say

"i'm really just tired

of feeling this way." 

but she got up and said,

"thank you," instead, 

slowly placing 

her hat on her head.

"i appreciate you 

and all that you've done."

he smiled at her, said

"you're welcome, hun."