Save Me

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I take this knife,

As I continue to bleed,

Waiting for someone,

To come save me,

I can't seem to sleep,

I have terrible dreams,

I've tried counting sheep,

But it doesn't help me

I reach out everyday,

Waiting for somebody to see,

How wounded I am,

To come save me,

I'm numb all the time,

My soul is damaged,

But I say that I'm fine,

Even though I'm just a wreckage,

I changed my mind,

I'd rather nobody sees,

My emotionless eyes,

My scars from stomach to feet,

So don't waste your breath,

There is nothing left,

I'm nothing but a hollow shell,

Just waiting for the end of this hell,

But no matter how much I try,

Hiding all my feelings inside,

I always wish someone would see,

And feel the need to come SAVE ME.

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