Jauntypoet93

FSOCIETY

Rip down the barriers,

my mind is closed off for

construction

I can’t think.

I can’t breathe.

Stuck in the same position,

repeating the misfortunes.

Lost to an endless cycle of

why’s and woes. Backing

inside an invisible corner,

knowing no one sees

to understand,

because I shut down.

 

I want to ask for help

but its too much

work.

 

Aren’t I the one

Who wants to

Help.

 

But I can’t

help if I’m

 

struggling to hold on.



To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.