filled with sadness
surrounded by madness
wanting to escape
but it's already too late
nothing can save what i've become
it's too late to run
i can't help it
i feel like shit
i'm always numb
i can't be saved, i'm done
you can try
but i don't know why
because you will fail
the sadness comes at me like gale
force winds, nothing will be left standing
nothing will have a soft landing
i will crash and burn
nobody will learn
that i feel this way
that i don't have a say
i constantly hope that i could die
and i'm sorry but that's no lie
i want to call out for help
but i don't want it to sound like a weak yelp
so if you're listening and reading, this is my plea
please....help me
YOU ARE READING
poems and other stuff
Poetrysome stuff i wrote, not the best, but it's good enough, i may also throw in a few quotes from other people.
