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by Lizabelle Feb 19, 2012 category : Dark, fantasy / other
I'm all alone in this dark night That's why I have begun to write Lonely, scared, and bleeding, yes I need some help, I must confess I called a hotline, it did no good They helped me as much as they could But now there's silence on the other end I have no one to call a friend Who could help me in my plight? Who would help me, in this night? I'm shaking, shaking, shaking, now This weakness, I cannot allow I've curled up into a tight ball Scared that off this cliff I'll fall As I lay upon my bed Myself is that thing which I dread I've tried the ice, the rubber bands But it's as different as two lands One is this, and one is not One is cutting, one is squat Who could help me in my plight? Who would help me, in this night? I'm shaking, shaking, shaking, now This weakness, I cannot allow Crying because of the pain Not physical, but in my brain Or rather in my chest, I feel That I will never, ever heal No one can help me, no one would Even though some think they should I'd rather take this road alone So that my guilt, I can postpone Who could help me in my plight? Who would help me, in this night? I'm shaking, shaking, shaking, now This weakness, I cannot allow