I am breaking.
From good to worst.
I am begging,
for sweet joy happiness.
Words left unsaid, inside me.
Feelings bottling up.
Help me, please.
Do not push me away.
I am running out of ways,
every passing day.
It gets harder,
with many broken promises.
No pretense,
No more search for hidings.
I never felt this alone,
never before.
I need help,
I need cure.
A hug.
A listening ear.
A shoulder.
A friend.
Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 2:00 PM UTC
I am breaking.
From good to worst.
I am begging,
for sweet joy happiness.
Words left unsaid, inside me.
Feelings bottling up.
Help me, please.
Do not push me away.
I am running out of ways,
every passing day.
It gets harder,
with many broken promises.
No pretense,
No more search for hidings.
I never felt this alone,
never before.
I need help,
I need cure.
A hug.
A listening ear.
A shoulder.
A friend.
