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Sep 2014
No matter HOW many times or how DEEPLY I explain to you my problems or feelings you can NEVER help me.

You can never
End my internal suffering,
Which is like a heavy vine suffocating
My SOUL.

Do words mean nothing?

Because in other words I AM BEGGING you for help, find me a psychiatrist or some medication.

I can NOT constantly fight against myself ANYMORE.

My mind gets weaker each time I try and HOLD UP.

Will no one save me from my own misery?

I AM HELPLESS.... v.v
Field Of Moons
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Field Of Moons
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   Harley Hucof
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