Cheap Therapy

One of my Friends has a blog that she post her poetry on. Its on my links. Anyways the title of her blog is CHEAP THERAPY. So i decided to write a quick poem about the title. Hope ya like it. You can let me know if it sucks too, for all you literary geniuses out there. Its o.k.

"CHEAP THERAPY"

You say you need my help, but you have no way to repay.
Sit back and relax while you take a journey on this word play.
Replaying, reminiscing, on memories in your mind
wishing you could return and go back in time
repressing all the bad that has ever come your way
keeping it in the closet, hide and seek it wants to play.
Crossing that bridge from reality to unreal,
its the only way that you know how to deal
as you let these words take you to places you wish you could go, so many things to see, so many people to know.
A picture tells a thousand words and your words can describe a thousand pictures
but it figures... your scared.
Its o.k. im holding your hand,
ill lead the way, even though ive never been there.
Feels like eternity that we have been gone
buts its only been a few minutes, the clock is all wrong.
That song has been playing in my mind for so long
since I stareted this journey, i dont really know if your help is for me.
Dont look at me that way, like I dont appreciate it
I know I was the one who initiated
this meeting of the minds,
I should have read the fine print and the signs.
But I feel much better now so i know i must leave.
How can I ever repay you for the cheap therapy?