Help

I do not want it,

But when I do consequences happen.

So what should I do?

Get help or not?

I don’t know.

Lost? So am I,

Who do I have for guidance?

No one because

No one understands.

If I truly wanted help,

I do not think I could tell them everything.

For everything is too close to my heart.

So I stay clear as to not hurt them.

That though hurts them more.

What the hell is happening?

The clocks are ticking the Earth is spinning.

I am out of time and yet I keep going.

Confused as to whether I shall choose life or death?

So am I, so maybe

 

Leave me alone…

The End

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