3:37am

Help needed

staring at the ceiling swirls day after day
can't find the strength to get up, sadness and sickness no long kept at bay
mental and physical exhaustion taking toll
lost inside looking for a soul
porcelain dolls judging from afar, porcelain skin, nails left a mark
wind from outside beginning to yell, rain pelting glass, window pain creaking
words expressing on paper, amazing with no voice and speaking
windchimes clanging, can hardly think, slowly drifting over the brink
dizzy dreaming and no longer just nocturnal nightmares
nothing makes sense and its all an illusion
always tripping up on confusion
guess this is it, it's all that life fares

-FlutterflyK