Saturday, February 12, 2011

Broken


my room
alone
melancholy
your room
dissolving
hold me
help me
you can’t, not enough
I don’t know
I need to go
I can’t
I’m scared
I’m scarred
hold me
help me
walk with me
walk with me
catch me I’m falling
will you go with me?
12:30 Wednesday
talking
talking
crying
sobbing
depression
medication?
wait, what?
no, that means it’s real
I’m fine
I’m working on it
I’ll be fine
Won’t I?
I don’t know
hold me
help me
find myself

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