A cry for help

by Mike Lee   Apr 28, 2004


I sit all alone
isolated from everyone
My tears form puddles
As the puddles weigh tons

I sit in the dark
crying in pain
My mind is going
it's starting to fade.

No one knows how I feel...
or the pain that I felt.
They can only hear my cries...
.... my cries for help.

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