reaching.

I'm reaching out for help,
but nobody will save me.
I'm dying on the inside,
I'm slowly going crazy.

I'm grasping for the hands,
that are no longer outstretched.
I'm falling into the ocean,
of this beautiful mess.

I want to take on everyone else's pain,
so I won't feel my own.
If I focus on everyone else,
maybe then I won't feel so alone.

I'm reaching out for help,
but nobody will save me.
I'm faling into the ocean,
I'm slowly going crazy.

Reviews

[Liz]

I like this. Simple and effective.