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Feb 2013
I'm tired.
I'm tired of sitting here.
I'm tired of living here.
Each day I get insulted.
Each day I fall deeper.

Deeper down into the grasps of depression.
Deeper into sorrow and unhappiness.
Deeper into unreality and the unknown.
Deeper into something I don't understand.
Deeper into something I don't deserve.

I see light every so often.
A spark
A flame
But it doesn't last long
Before it fades away

I try my best
to not fall too far in
but when I don't understand
it's almost too hard
to not

I'm bored with my life
of unlife
I do nothing worthwhile
I want to live
I want to help

Help others like me
Help others who can't simply
Help themselves
Help myself through helping them
Help anyone who needs help

But this is just another plea
to get help of my own
Help for me
Help for you
Help. Please.
Written by
Ashley  USA
(USA)   
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