Lying in my comfortable bed I hear the loving sound of my therapy beating near my head Helping me calm out my thoughts... and to put the puzzles pieces together of my life Family fights, break-ups with boyfriends... You name it, and my therapy can aid the hurt inside of me Tears seem to disapear as they fall to the soft sheets on my bed But only when my therapy is placed inside my machine A smile overcomes my face...and i feel joyful Eyes sparkling, i am eventually happy and free of all harmful thoughts Only when i hear this therapy of mine, i am cured And free from the poison of all sins that take place in my life --this is a poem i just made based on like how My Chemical Romance is for me...it's my therapy, and i pop them in whenever something has happened, and i'm all better...oh and theraperized is like a word i made up one day by accident, lol-- :-) ♥ xoxo brI