Help
It's staring at me
Help
It's all I see
Help
It won't go away
Help
Maybe if I pray?
Help
It's only getting worse
Help
I let the drugs run their course
Help
It's too much to bare
Help
Why do you even care
Help
Why are you here
Help
I don't need you, so there
Help
I lied
Help
I'm trying not to die
Help
Nothing's working
Help
Darkness is lurking
Help
It's all I see
Help
It's staring at me
Help
Hidden in my drawer
Help
I'm the drowning girl who washed ashore
Help
Why is it so dark?
Help
Was it this way from the start?
Help
I don't understand
Help
is it the way you planned
Help
I'm alone
Help
It's all I see
Help
It's staring at me
Help
I picked it up
Help
I made the cut
Help
It's still bleeding
Help
The sites weren't misleading
Help
I need help
Help
I killed myself
Help
I'm gone
Help
This is my last song
Help.
(............I'm fine..........)
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Isabelle's Poetry Journal (a continuation of Homesick Angel)
PoetryMy name is Isabelle I am 15 years old (not my real age.) I am a "Homesick Angel" at least that's what I'm told I am called the people like me are called the people who are depressed suicidal empty numb those people they're just trying to go home T...
