Future Poem by Kelsey Ford

im pinned agenst the wall
pressured to choose my future
i honestly dont know what i want
so please end this torture.
and my body is numb
and weak from these questions
do not ask anymore
and learn from these lessons.
i can see outside my body
staring at the tears that fall
its reminds me of my mistakes
when i didnt feel so tall.
so i see these veins
popping from my wrist
the anger enraged
i dare not exist.
please save me
help me choose
my futures a blur
and i need some clues