PLEASE
MY TORTUROUS THOUGHTS INSIDE MY HEAD ARE TWISTING MY EMOTIONS ONE BY ONE. HOW AM I TO SURVIVE WHO I'VE BECOME?
I HAVE MADE A FOOL OF MYSELF ONCE AGAIN. WILL THESE SELF DESTRUCTIVE WAYS NEVER END?
LOST,SCARED,AND ALONE,NEVER INSIDE MYSELF AT HOME. WANTING SO MUCH TO BREAK FREE. WON'T SOMEONE PLEASE, PLEASE HELP ME?
I FEEL DESPERATE NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO. THE ANSWERS HIDDEN SO DEEP INSIDE MYSELF, WHERE I ASK? I HAVE NO CLUE.
I AM SO CLOSE TO THE BRINK OF INSANITY, TIRED OF TEETORING IN AND OUT OF REALITY. WANTING SO BAD TO LET GO AND FLY. WITH EYES CLOSED TIGHT AND MY ARMS SPREAD WIDE.
NO LONGER HAVING TO CARE, OR HAVING THE URGE TO CRY. BUT WILL THIS BE THE DAY, THE DAY I DIE? FINALLY FREE FROM THIS BODY, FREE FROM THIS MIND. IS SOMETHING I TRULY LONG TO FIND.
FEELING,LOST,SCARED,AND ALONE, NEVER INSIDE MYSELF AT HOME. WANTING SO MUCH TO BREAK FREE. WON'T SOMEONE PLEASE, PLEASE HELP ME?
BY VANESSA MITCHELL
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