I want help.
I want help because I begged for years.
I want help because it still hurts.
I need help because you want to be that help.
I need you.
And I don't know how to say..
That you came too late.
That my heart has been ate.
And you are far too late.
You wish to help.
You call me brave for asking for it.
The only problem is..
I asked for many years.
And I know its Not coming.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a broken artist
PoetryDifferent poems to work on helping myself and others. Mostly just to try something new. usually going to be sad but I like happy endings.