My weak, drunk body waits <br />For help <br />Help that will arrive <br />Help that will never help <br /> <br />Help <br />Sunglasses covering my bloodshot eyes <br />Help <br />Mints covering my explosive breath <br />Help <br />The giant alarm clock in the sky telling when to get high, when to get drunk <br /> <br />Help that will come <br />Help besides the boos and drugs to get rid of the pain. <br />Help up <br />From the rockybottom <br />All the help I truly need<br /><br />Lilly Jean<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waiting-466/
