Help, please, I’m a nothing and a nobody.
But I need some help. It always makes me think of that Beatle’s songs, Help, and Hey Jude.
Stronger people that ask for what you need.
It’s like a wall of glass, I should have been named snow white or some other fairy tale name. It’s a glass coffin, the darkness, it allows me to see but not to act, to hear but not to answer. It always leaves me sleepless. awake. hideously awake. in the dark mean times, in the brutal bright times, removed and deserted.
Disconnected.
Who is to blame? Me, definitely, I’m a sick little girl, the church. The Catholic church. yes, the church. The fire and hell they promise, the whole thing about desiring.
About wanting.
I wanted once and then I had it and it sickened me.
and that was my punishment.
I was
Used. discarded.
trash.
blood ran freely down my wrists,
horizontal steps to a false oblivion.
up and up and up
and never away.
life wins,
turns self inflicted wounds into
last minute saves
last minute saves heal to scabs
scabs that hurt.
but are itchy.
There’s a moment of grace.
a single breath of peace.
there is nothing I want but goodness,
so please, help me.
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