I don't really want to be alive
I don't think I could take my life.
So I'll lay in bed and watch the flies
laying eggs in my dirty dishes.
They're stacked high on the edge of the bed
I should take them with me when I refill my cup.
but I don't.
I'm not ready.
There may be words that can console me
but my loved ones are at a loss
I feel so bad for making them feel my pain
But I'm desperate to feel okay.
I'm supposed to reach out for help
how do you help someone like me?
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