Crying Out
I’m sitting here thinking and crying out deep inside...
Can somebody please come help?
As I’m screaming inside, no one can hear me...
Am I awake or am I dreaming?
I’m laying there trying to move but can’t...
It feels as if my limbs are glued together...
I ask myself where am I?
So I cry out again to see if anyone can hear me, but still nothing...
What if someone was there the whole time but either couldn’t hear me or just chose to ignore my cries...
What was I suppose to do from here?
I’m “Crying Out”
Can somebody please come help?
As I’m screaming inside, no one can hear me...
Am I awake or am I dreaming?
I’m laying there trying to move but can’t...
It feels as if my limbs are glued together...
I ask myself where am I?
So I cry out again to see if anyone can hear me, but still nothing...
What if someone was there the whole time but either couldn’t hear me or just chose to ignore my cries...
What was I suppose to do from here?
I’m “Crying Out”
This Poems Story
I just came up with this. I was watching my one year old son playing and this poem just came to my head.
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