Give me help

Sam.C

Maybe I need to go to the doctor

Check-in 

Cause I checked out

Strap me to the table 

And tell me what’s wrong

Poke and prod 

Give me medicine

Give me pills

Give me a way out

Get Out out out

Give me needles 

Give me tonics

Find me help

Find me doctors

A therapist 

Maybe an exorcist 

Something 

Anything

chase away the demons

The freaking heathens 

The monsters under bed

the scary things up in my head

And the bad dreams too

Maybe if i go to the hospital 

They’ll fix me

True?

i could just go

 straight to an institute

Or straight to hell

I need a straight jacket 

Or something

I gotta be tied up or tied down

Something 

Anything to help

Cut me

Kill me

Help me

Hurt me

It’s all the same

Yell at me 

Speak kindly

Punch me 

Hug me 

makes no difference

 Love me 

Hate me

Couldn’t care less

Give me specialist

And referrals 

Put me on your list

For  your special psychiatrist 

Give me new meds 

And see if they’ll help

Shove me in a padded room

That cozy quiet place

Give me quiet 

Give me peace

Give me a coffin 

Six feet deep

Give me a cliff 

Three times as steep

Give me noise

Give me numb

Give me help

or let me hurt

I walk  in

And check out

maybe I'm just broken

and i can't be fixed

mind's a prison

and the worlds all frozen 

thoughts fracturing 

like a broken mirror

your growing gardens

I'm pushing up daisies

and ringing round rosies 

 

  • Author: Sam.C (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 14th, 2023 13:32
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 3
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