S E N D H E L P
By Emily / April 14, 2025 / No Comments / My Poetry, Personal Collective Writings Trove
Sittin’ up
Can’t sleep
Too much
Thoughts creep
It’s unbearable
This pain
It’s inevitable
They say
I cant
Send help
Please advise
Dead inside
Cant breathe
I’m lost
So scared
All alone
No regrets
Hush now
Sweet goodbyes