The Help

Described as a burden,
mentality worsen,
whole world falls apart,
serrated knife on edge of heart.

Need you to lift me,
protect me, carry me
from hospital bed to home bed,
make sure I am clean and fed,
and fix up the wounds from which I bled.

Let me cry until the early hours,
buy me sanity,
buy me flowers,
let me cry all through the night
and sob and scratch with all my might
and do not try to stifle my screams,
just hold me like you do in my dreams.

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