S.O.S.

SAVE ME!!
A cry for help I scream.
Can't anyone even hear me?
I scream louder and louder.
my thoughts become crowded.
I'm not afraid of death but life.
I see no razors or sharp knives.
I'm stuck in this portion of hell.
SAVE ME!!
Don't you see the signals, the signs of my depression?
I just want to scream it out,
So this is my repression.
I'm stuck, i can't escape.
I'm afraid it's just too late.
Why am I forced to live when I just want to die?
I'm being repressed and I can't even cry.