Help.
Please.
I woke up in war,
Caught in the crossfire
Of two dark parts
Of my twisting, evil heart,
And I cannot escape...
Lying on the battlefield,
Blood pouring through
My fingertips pressed
Over one wound
As another appears.
Caught in the crossfire
Of a strange war
Only I can lose,
But I'm not on either side...
Flaming arrows
Machine guns
Bombs...
I'm under attack,
Drastically outnumbered,
So help,
Please fucking help me!
Send an army
Or an ambulance
Or just a kind thought,
Maybe even a prayer...?
I woke to war
And couldn't escape,
Couldn't die,
Trapped
In the crossfire.
Help.
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Random Thoughts
PoetryThis is kind of just my brain and random thoughts I feel like sharing with someone in the middle of the night. Don't take any of it for more than it is because I'm always fine. Also, please don't judge the whole book by the first few poems. I promis...
