Book of Short Stories and Poems

Poem: Help

I need something
Anything to numb tye pain in my heart
From them.
Their thoughts and emotions
Echo through their words
Cutting me like a knife
Making an open wound
In my soft warm soul.
Their pain inflicted on me
Every time they speak,
Every time I bleed, every time I cry.
My wounds...
They never heal,
The people...
They never listen
To the words of my dark empty soul
Crying out for help.