Who Hears Me? Poem by Andrea Szyhowski

I call out and hope someone hears me,
Some how I know in my heart this was never meant to be,

I cry out and pray somewhere I'm heard,
The cry flys like a brid,
to no one.

I scream out...
But no one hears,
No one cares,
No one but you...

You could hear me,
You could see me,
You helped me.

Me...
You helped me.

Now I'm healed,
No one, was you.

Now I'm heard by all,
My guardian Angel has,
fallen.

And I'm glad,
no one is with me,
because I still love you.

And I'm happy.