HELP ME!!!
my hands, wrinkled, worn, and faded, claw up
away from the suffocating grips of my eating complex, my unexplained disheartening, my desire to draw tic-tac-toe all over my 'tiger stripes'
HELP ME!!
im sobbing. so hard and so painfully, but so quiet. that those who brought me to life will never hear it in the room below.
HELP ME...
is anyone there? will anyone help me? anyone.. please..
HELP..
is there really no one?
is there really no one?
is there really...
—helpmepleasedammit
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The Pursuit Of • A Poetry Collection
Poetryall my life all my trials pains and heartaches and my goals joys and accomplishments came through a pursuit whether my outcome good or bad the journey is what morphed me into me ••••• started :: October 22 , 2019 completed :: 2020
