Dark Poetry

Help Not Wanted

I feel a responsibility in cheering up anyone who is down;
and it works most of the time, never leaving a frown
But I soon come to realize,
some have been at it for a much longer time
My close ones fighting through everything,
and it bothers me I hadn't realized sooner, for I haven't done anything
When I try to help, they push me away,
as if it were nothing to weigh
They cut and have dark thoughts,
but nothing I say can connect their scattered dots
The mind of a broken person is a very tricky game
One wrong move and you feel the blame
But that does not mean I won't try
You and I cannot let them die
You and I will not let them touch the sky
Only until the right time passes by

-R 2015