Help, can anyone hear <br />This voice, I hope it’s dear <br />I’ve lost, I’m loosing grip <br />Please, I cannot slip <br />My wrists, I’m tempted to do <br />The knife, is begging me too <br />My hands, shiver as I <br />Tell my self, it’s time to die <br />My face, the mirror can speak <br />Help me, the words I seek <br />But no one, has ever come <br />And what I must do has to be done <br />The rain falls always on me <br />Clouding my sight, I cannot see <br />Help, please, I’m begging you <br />Help me, I need you to <br />Can anyone ever hear? <br />My threatened voice is crying near <br />My tears form the oceans soul <br />Your dreaded hearts are made of coal <br />I ask you close, and you drift away <br />I will not go with out my say <br />You took my heart and ripped it open <br />All my words yet to be spoken <br />My blood is pouring, my body stilled <br />I lie there, myself I’ve killed <br />My soul smiles, I lie on the bed <br />For a first I’m happy, because I’m dead<br /><br />Emily Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hear-me-3/
