Save me.
I scream this internally,
Hoping that one day someone will hear me and grab my wrist before I get pulled under the waves that are my thoughts.
Save me.
A phrase of only two words
That somehow contradicts itself.
You see when I say "Save me" I want someone else to do it for me.
But only I can save myself.
No one can save me let alone
Risk getting pulled under with me.
Save me.
Is really less "save me" and don't let me feel alone.
But then again no one can control my emotions so I guess I just have to save myself.
Save me.
Save me.
Save me.
Please.
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Wishful Thinking// Poems Age 14-16
Thơ caThese are my thoughts. This is my mind. It's gross and messy, but it is what I have. Maybe you will read these and relate to them. Maybe some of these were written for people. Maybe I should just stop here because it's sort of difficult to describe...
