M Y P L E A

I am far
From calm. . .
There's chaos
Residing within me. . .
Ready to explode, 
But I need to hold back
And convince myself harder
That I should
Hold on a little more.

I am far
From walking
In the rain. . .
There's thunder
And lightning,
And how big
The storm was. . .
I must be brave,
That's why 
I need to mount
Myself and be strong.

I am far 
From the happiness
That a glitter of tears 
You've seen in my eyes, 
Are nothing but a preload
Of a dam of water I hold, 
Forcing myself harder 
Again to put more brick
Of walls before I can
No longer hold.

I am far
From the smiles
You see...
Knowing I needed
To mask the pain 
And struggles
That's hiding
Within me.

I am far from over. . .
And it keeps
Getting harder.
I am aching, 
Seeing myself suffering.
I am heartbroken - 
Ten times more,
Seeing the pieces 
Of my heart
Shattered all at once, 
I've tried so hard 
To pick them up
But end up empty handed
But confused as to why
I am bleeding so fast.

I feel like 
I am at the edge 
Of the cliff
Barely holding on
To an invisible rope,
Hoping against hope
That it can save me.

I feel like 
I am drowning, 
Gasping for air,
Almost on the verge 
Of giving up.

I want to shout,

"THIS IS IT!
I AM GIVING UP!"

But I hear a hush
Sound somewhere
Within me 
That says. . .

"PLEASE, 
BRING ME BACK!"

Now,
My only plea. . .

"CAN SOMEBODY
PLEASE. . . 
RESCUE ME. . ."