22 Jan 2019 34 Comments
in Poems, rant Tags: Depression, pain, suicide
Cry For Help.
Help she screamed I cannot cope
No one turned no one spoke
Help he pleaded I am depressed
No one listened or her pain redressed
Help she begged I can’t go on
No one heard above their lala song
Help someone it hurts me so
No one bothered, as she swam against the flow
Help she whispers as ended her life
No one reached out to save her from strife
She said no more, she had died
No one noticed no one cried.
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Jan 22, 2019 @ 22:09:40
oh god, this is so sad Willow.
Jan 22, 2019 @ 22:15:58
It is but I feel sad, not that sad though 💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 07:22:45
Sorry to hear that. Hope you’re feeling a bit better today. How is Tess?
Jan 23, 2019 @ 13:39:58
Tess is coping , one day at time 💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 14:18:16
Please pass on my thoughts
Jan 23, 2019 @ 15:45:47
Thank you Di , I have just done so on the phone 💜💜💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 15:46:40
thank you. 🙂
Jan 23, 2019 @ 15:47:55
Thank you Tess appreciates your support 💜
Jan 22, 2019 @ 22:10:36
Terribly powerful, Willow.
Jan 22, 2019 @ 22:17:21
Thank you Sue I was going for powerfully sad.💜💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 05:34:00
You got there ❤
Jan 23, 2019 @ 06:17:46
Thank you 💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 01:08:23
Wow… That’s a tear-jerker, Willow. ❤
Jan 23, 2019 @ 06:20:26
It’s a sad fact of life 💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 14:43:56
You hold all the power, Willow. For every sad poem, write a happy one. That will balance out your emotions. ❤
Jan 23, 2019 @ 15:46:49
You are totally right Colleen 💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 16:07:51
Always here for you, Willow. ❤
Jan 23, 2019 @ 16:09:02
Thank you so much
Jan 23, 2019 @ 16:46:13
💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 05:53:48
Wow…
Jan 23, 2019 @ 06:17:10
It’s a sad but true part of life 💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 06:28:44
Oh sis… This is so sad… 😢
Jan 23, 2019 @ 06:18:19
It is isn’t it 💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 06:22:44
Truly. Because there are many who feel like that… Alone… 😢
Jan 23, 2019 @ 13:40:59
Yes it is a cruel world 💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 07:01:53
Powerful !
Jan 23, 2019 @ 13:40:11
Thank you 💜
Jan 23, 2019 @ 14:34:09
Truly sad, yet it can be so. Heartwrenching, Willow! 💗
Jan 23, 2019 @ 15:43:49
Thank you so much
Jan 24, 2019 @ 02:56:04
Oh, so sad, Willow. Unfortunately there are so many who suffer…. 💙💙
Jan 24, 2019 @ 07:47:38
Yes indeed Betty and so many go unheard. Many soldier on until it’s too late. Yes it is sad.💜
Jan 27, 2019 @ 01:30:49
😥💙
Jan 27, 2019 @ 09:37:57
Your poems are indeed good. :>
Jan 27, 2019 @ 09:40:25
Thank you so much 💜