Calling for help on the telephone
But you’re on the other line
You finally picked up
And I said I’m fine
Head banging against the walls
Fists punching against the walls
Slapping across the face
Scissors slashing across the wrists
Screaming into the pillows
For help
When no one seems to care
Or bother about the signs and the signals
When no one seems to notice
Or reach out
When I am in the shallows
Heading straight for the gallows