You Can’t Help Me

I’m not asking you

To move these mountains for me.

I’m just asking

That you show up

When there are mountains

That I’m moving internally,

Because I isolate

In my mind

Sometimes…

Shaping a pain

That eats my peace

Unnecessarily.

I beat

And beat

At myself mentally…

An inmate

To self-inflicted injuries,

But I don’t need your help

Conquering the peaks

And valleys

That disorient me.

I just need to know

That I’m not alone

When I feel a ghost

Filled with the most

Unforgiving thoughts

That rot perception

Of my reality.

I’m locked

In a self-built cell

And I know

That only I can forge the key

To be freed

From this self-induced misery.

So, yeah…

You can’t help me

Move these mountains,

I’m just asking

That you don’t let me

Move them lonely.