Help Me / September 9, 2015

help me, i'm out of control

the darkness is starting to take it's toll

i want to fight but want to give in

unsure of myself and what is within

help me, i'm losing it

i'm weak, frail, and can't take the hit

i'm not that strong, i'll surly fall

but i'm not sure if i care at all

help me, i cut again

sun slowly sets as depression begins

no place to stand, no solid ground

away in the undertow, no preserver to be found

help me, i'm losing my mind

everything hurts and nothing is kind

memories, daggers, failures of the past

a few more cuts, and hope the numb lasts

nothing but a tool to everyone anyway

so is there really any reason to stay?

the same monotony, same strife

the same friendly razor, the same beautiful knife

help- i'm falling

but from me is no calling

deeper i sink into the shadows of despair

starting to feel at home and starting not to care

help- i'm scared

for this i was not prepared

i thought i was winning but it's all just a lie

i'm sick of it all and almost willing to die

help- i can't breathe

as in her cage, she seethes 

how much i can take, i'm not sure

is her demands the only cure?

help- i'm falling and being consumed

falling unconscious due to poisonous fumes

mind in shadows,soul falling apart

skin in shambles and darkened heart

i want nothing from you, so want nothing from me

i'm dissolving slowly, it's best you not see

cut your ties, do not latch

it will only cause more pain if you're attached