the price of happiness

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i'm slowly dying,

what's the point in trying?

i feel like they're all lying

when they say "you're so brave"

my mind has made me a slave

so instead i fixate on someone else to save

but no-one can see

that i also need to help me

i'm locked with no key

and everyone is so shocked

when i say me and it are interlocked

i asked to be saved but instead they all flocked

i cry and i plea

but we all know help is never free

the question is can i afford the fee

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