Sometimes
I'm afraid
To ask for help
I think
I don't deserve it
I'm not worth it
But now
You've gone too far
I know
You think
You're doing what's best
For me
But aren't I
Old enough
To decide that for myself?
You're too much like him
And it scares me
I thought surely
It'd be better
To live with you
Than with him
But maybe
I was wrong
It was a mistake
To trust you
To tell you
About these poems
At this point
They are the truest
Most honest
Part of my life
But also
The most vulnerable
Just a perfect
Raw wound
Open
Broken
Heart
For you to stick
Your "interventions" in
You say you're
Just trying to help
But that's not
What this is
And I
Don't want
Your "help"
It's not help
If I don't want it
It's not help
If I didn't ask for it
It's especially
Not help
When I specifically
Asked you not to
It's not help
When it makes it worse
I know you think
You're trying to help
But you should know
This isn't it
Maybe it's how
You wish someone
Had helped you
Because it sure isn't
How I want
To be helped
So go ahead
Keep telling yourself
You're helping me
But you aren't even listening
When I'm trying to tell you
That this isn't help
So I guess I'll just wait
Till you see
You're only
Making it
Worse
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Still Here (Poems)
PoetryPOETRY!! duh :) mostly about mental health, depression, anxiety, trauma, etc also friends and relationships and people (ughhh) stress and life and everyday hardships and whatever ...and... also a 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘦 of romance hehe love u...
