Waiting

If I were to just get down on my knees

and scream out my lungs

"I NEED HELP! I NEED HELP!" ,

How many people would rush to my side with a worried look on their face?

How many people would just pass me as if nothing were wrong?

 

I feel so alone now.

 

I have very few people I can truly trust

adn would care enough

to do all they possibly can for me

without piling more weight onto my shoulders.

 

I'm not crying for help anymore

because I know that no-one is listening.

 

I'm just sitting in patience

waiting for someone to realize what has happened.

 

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

Very excellent poem about testing the sympathy of others; though, you claim no one cares, when I'm sure at LEAST one person would come to your side to assist, Bette Ethan nothing, right? Haha. I love the ending, great job!