Poems Pt. 1 (On Going)

Help Me

It's me and my sadness again,
I'm trying to count without panicking to ten.
I hope it didn't hurt so much,
I just crave someone to touch.

I know I've already made it so far,
But is it worth it when my mind is raging a war?
Someone help me,
I just need a little hope for me to cling on desperately.

Or maybe I'm just too comfortable with being sad?
I'm the end of the day, all my thoughts turn bad.
This is why I can't stay up late,
I'm sorry if I ever made you guys wait.

I wish I could look you in the eye and tell you I've healed,
Can you give me your shield?
I hate being this weak and vulnerable,
It makes me forget when this pain was still tolerable.

But just like me my demons grow,
From the high I crash to a low.
I just want to die tonight,
I don't want to see the light.

Maybe I'm selfish when I say these feelings drive me crazy,
But my goals and my salvation all look so hazy.
Can I have someone to talk to?
Someone to make me feel a little less blue.

I feel like a liability,
Stop this! No, I don't have the capability.
Stop making yourself a victim!
But I feel like the chance of me surviving is slim.