Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Help me. Please.

I struggle to breathe, to focus, to see.
All I can feel is the pressure on me.
I just want to live please leave me alone!
But that didn't stop them from casting a stone.

They pierce and they jab I feel blood on my face.
I couldn't imagine a bigger disgrace
Than being buried here under so much pain
Crying out somewhere HELP, although it's in vain.

I didn't ask for this, I don't deserve it, not me.
But that doesn't matter, not at all you see
Because they've picked you now and they want you dead
And they won't stop til they've covered your head.

You just want to cry, to scream to yell.
But no one can hear you, it's your personal hell.
The voices that speak are whispers at night
Telling you everything will be all right.
As they cast a stone, both big and small.
There's nothing more distressing that you can recall.

You hear a loud knock on your bedroom door
You better be dressed we're leaving in four.
You once again realize it's all in your head
The voices, the pain, and all that you dread.
So you put on a smile as if it's with ease
But inside you're still screaming help me. Please






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