So Much Pain, So Little Help - Poem by Kristin Ott
As you ly in your bed in pain
You cry so much it falls like rain
Watching the blood flow from you rist
Hitting your wall blooding your fist
Thinking of your loved ones and how they feel
Watching you in pain wishing you would heal
Wanting so much for you to see
If you just trust then you'll beleive.
As you sit on your bed sying
You hear a voice in side crying
Wanting let out, cant stay inside
but it comes out wrong and you end up dieing.
The end is near and your wishing you would have believed
but before you can say you sorry you leave.
As you look at the bed and see yourself
As you fall to your knees wishing,
you would have asked for help.
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