Poem: “She is crying for help.”

She is crying for help..

Am I the only one hearing her?

I looked at her wrist, and realized that she fell in love with the razor.

Horizontal lines.. Stretching…

I can see the pain in her eyes..

A battle.. She is losing..

She is crying for help,

But no sound..

If you look closely, you can see she is about to drown..

In her depression..

In her anxiety…

Someone needs to rescue her,

Unfortunately it can’t be me…

Because I am drowning too, which is hard to believe.

Her tears are like acids, she can’t let them flow.

Her words are like bullets, she has to keep her mouth close.

Everything she touches dies,

Having her wonder, how the hell she still has a life.

She is crying for help, but nobody knows.

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