God save me

God save me
I am lost
I do to know who I am
I'm dying from feelings
Free me!
I will do anything to feel nothing
God take me now
If I cannot be fixed.
I'm so confused
Help me!
Someone help me!
No never mind I don't need help
Yes I do and you know it
They pull at me lord
The voices speak so loud
Send them away
Give me peace
Physically and mentally
IM HURTING
FEEL MY PAIN!
Give me a rope
A knife
A gun
Let me fix the problem
All I have to do is make them stop talking
Just for a second
God save me.

Author's Note

I don't really plan on hurting myself it's just how I feel.

Reviews

[Daniel Sala]

You convey the suffering of those with, for example, schizophrenia, or those who live surrounded by people constantly asking them for so much but never listening to or seeing them with vertiginious clarity. A strong poem.