Help me...I'm Crying
Step, Step, Step
Down the drive I go
Step, Step, Step
Walking in darkness
Blackness of night
Surrounding, clouding
My thoughts.
Surrounded by houses
I am
Surrounded by people
Am I.
Yet somehow
I feel all
Alone.
Conversation starts
When I stop
But my thoughts
Don’t stop.
I don’t know
What I say
My mind is taking over.
I go through the day
Pretending.
Pretending to be
Someone.
The person who
I was before the person who
Has faded
The person who
Got choked
The person who
No longer feels.
No one notices
No one senses
That a battle
Is right in front
Of their unseeing eyes.
Some days I don’t pretend
I got tired of pretending
And lie
Saying that I am tired.
But that is my true being
For now.
Yet
No one notices
No one sees
With their unseeing eyes.
The day goes by
I hardly notice
For it is just another day.
In this pit
In this oblivion
That I have
Placed myself in.
When it happened
???
No answer.
Why it happened
???
No answer.
Home I
Pretend
Pretend even
Harder.
Night returns
I feel truly
Alone
Black surrounds
My cloud, my being.
This is when I
Break.
This is when my
Tears
F
A
L
L.
This is when I
Wait.
Wait for help.
Wait for change.
Wait. Wait. Wait.
I am tired.
Tired of waiting.
I am crying.
Tired of crying.
I am not right.
Tired of not being
Me.
I am….
I need….
Help.
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