I'm feeling low and oh-so cold.
I don't wanna get up;
I wanna stay right here.
I'm alone all the time.
Nobody cares to look inside of me.
I need somebody.
Give me a hug or give me a drug;
it doesn't matter.
Nobody's coming. Nobody came.
I'm all alone and forever that way.
I'm all alone and I'm terrified.
Can't you see the darkness in my eyes?
I'm all alone and I'm petrified.
Can't you see the fear—the fear in my eyes?
I wanna get outta here!
I wanna get outta here!
Let me outta here!
I'm in the dark and I can't see.
Somebody, won't you come and rescue me?
I'm alone and I can't see.
Somebody, won't you come and love me?
In the dark and terrified,
there's a demon; I'm paralyzed.
And darkness is all around me.
In the dark, I can't see.
Please oh please, help me.
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The Things We Don't Talk About
Poetry***Trigger Warning: Mental health, mental illness, eating disorders, suicidal ideation, self-harm*** A collection of poems delving into the dark side of the human experience. From high highs to low lows, emotion can be intense. And this collection s...
