Is it too late to scream for help
Drowning in a river of tears
Swallowed by all my fears

Is it too late to scream for help
Patiently waiting for days on end
For help to come, for comfort to lend, is this the trend?

Is it too late to scream for help
Breathing in flavoured air
With each exhale , comes less care

Is it too late to scream for help
Clueless in my bed of thoughts
A pain that I never knew was mine, a pain that was never brought

Is it too late to scream for help
The Book I used to love
Now seems like a worn out glove

So please tell me if it’s too late to scream for help
Or am I just wasting my voice
Because it’s inevitable, do I yell, do I sing, do I yelp?
Do I even have a choice?