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May 2014
They try to help me
all these ****** specialist
only God knows how many I have had
yet it only helps for a little while
then I am alone again
hapless and lost

They try to help me
but I think I am a lost cause
I am cursed to this
for it is a family trait
and no matter what when positive
I know I will be dragged down to my living hell

Oh this is not I cry for help
after all these years I have learned to cope
it's just that part of me
that just in times I can't cope
just rather too sensitive
after all that I have seen

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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