Help.
Please someone help me.
I'm falling,
Falling,
No end.
I feel like I'm calling,
But no one can hear me.
I'm not okay,
I'm really not.
I just pretend to be.
Will the pain end?
Will the sorrow pass?
It only seems to last.
A dark place is coming,
Rushing toward me.
A place where no sun shines.
A place where sounds of pain are drumming.
I don't want to go there.
I want to feel the sun beating down on my face.
I want to breath fresh air.
I should talk about it,
But I can't bring myself to.
Help.
Someone please,
Help me.
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Poetry
PoetryYeah so some of these suck and some don't, some are happy some are sad, some are down-right depressing. But you know, I hope you like them. Or don't. Whatever.
