Somebody help me
Won’t somebody help me, hear my cry, hold my plea
For though I have friends and family, there is none to facilitate me.
I wake in sweats, and tears ever burning, my soul set to ignite
The challenges in life despairing, I have failed though my sorrow survives.
Yes I’m affected by the wars, derailed by hate, deceit, dis-ease.
I’m in a delicate state, as I make my case, for love of life has abandoned me.
The hypocrites and parasitic leeches, used to hang around my door.
But now I struggle life’s depression, they don’t bother me anymore.
Instead they sit in the aisles, they congregate to shame my name.
They cannot understand my hell, because I cannot talk to them.
Friends I hear them call themselves, self appointed, no invitation.
Now I need someone to talk to, they are calling me insane.
But I’ll fight the good fight for my peace of mind.
Though right now I can’t find.
Someone who I can talk to, so I can conquer this depressed
Mind!
Written by Luvving
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