Help.

Help. I can’t move.

Where do I go from here?

Am I stuck? What can I do?

What have I even done?

Why do I deserve this isolation?

This pain? This loneliness?

Help, how do I open up?

How do I let you in?

What steps can I take to trust you once more?

Help. Am I broken?

Can I be fixed?

Or is the damage not worth repairing?

Am I worth the time? The effort?

Can someone love me enough to help me?

Help. I’ve forgotten how to feel.

What’s an emotion?

Where do I find laughter?

How do I feel?

Will all I know are these wet salt tears?

Can happiness ever be found?

Help. I’m so alone.

I don’t know how to be free.

I’ve locked myself in these high walls

And I can’t find key to get out.

Help. I’m so lost. . . . .