help me im falling
help me im crawling
help me im crying
help me im dying
help me with my last dying breath
help me gather what is left
help me to colect my thoughts
help me to fix the blots
help me im alone
help me im alone in the dark
when i look at my heart its like looking at the sky at night nothings there not even light
help me im in fright
help me im in fright of whats here or yet to come like a little kid in bed at night thinking a monster is comming to get him
help me im almost dead
help me im almost dead like the zombies that was in my head
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem