Help.

It's Happening again.

I'm gawking at my feet, breaking down all-over again.

Don't wanna show, Don't wanna mask, Don't wanna care, Don't wanna trust.

I'm drowning in the deep blue, people watching from the bay are calling out for me to swim , with no knowledge of the depth. One hand keeps attempting to drag me out from beneath 1000 feet, whilst it's too late.

HELP.

I push him away from me as it continues to pull me further into the depths. I beg him to come closer, For I lost the strength to resist the pull. Am I beyond repair?

HELP.

They abandoned me in these depths. It seems to haunt me as to what I owe. How do I survive this darkness? I beg you to help me. Please come back.

Can you hear me scream? I'm still smiling at you, pleading for your protection. "It" doesn't let me talk, Doesn't approve me breathing, I wake up to see traumatic darkness every night crying over "It". "It" - the angst . Take "It" away from me. Break me free, For I can't stay a question any longer.

HELP.