Why?

Why?

A Poem by K. Carver

No peace within

i'm struggling

these walls

my prison

you sit


why won't you help me?

"Help me!"

please, dear God,

help me.


do something

i'm ripping apart inside

say something

i need voice

you stare


why won't you help me?

"Help me!"

please, dear God,

help me


my heart is aching

i'm insane

no sun

no light

you smile


why won't you help me?

"Help me!"

please, dear God,

help me.


my body is breaking

i'm restrained

these straps

this game?

you stand


why won't you help me?

"Help me!"

please, dear God,

help me.


oh no, she's coming

"Visiting hours are over."

you kiss me

walk away

you leave


you always leave me

always in this room

this place

this asylum


why won't you help me?

"Help me..."

 

© 2009 K. Carver


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A very emotional plea, one made out of desperation. That cry we only make as a last option. It's even an askance which she probably doesn't not believe will succeed, but when at last straws, we make them for there is no other hope.

It sounds like a very dark place to be, and I can't help but wish that I could turn on the light.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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great wrk, i can relate


Posted 14 Years Ago


Only one error. The third to last stanza, there is an "N" instead of an "H". Other than that, the poem is great. The tone is consistent throughout.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very emotional plea, one made out of desperation. That cry we only make as a last option. It's even an askance which she probably doesn't not believe will succeed, but when at last straws, we make them for there is no other hope.

It sounds like a very dark place to be, and I can't help but wish that I could turn on the light.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very deep piece ...sometimes a cry for help even if it lingers to heaven we hope God can heal the scars.... i enjoyed this alot... nice job on this one....

Posted 15 Years Ago


I don't see any errors looks good
Such a crying for help emotion in this.
But God does listen and does hear us,
Why doesn't he help!
He does we just don't see it
He saved your life
Wonderful expressed write.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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