A Call for Help

I’m down again.

I’ve stood through pain again,

Their seems no way out,

I’ve failed

Hope is shrinking

Oh, how should I live on?!

 

Look at me,

And you’ll see me and my fears;

But you look away,

Pretending never to have looked

And never to have seen the truth.

 

Oh, I can’t stand it anymore

It hurts,

It hurts so much,

Help,

Please help,

Don’t pretend your blind,

Don’t prejudge me.

 

Help,

I can’t live on like this,

Oh, can I survive?

Or will life kill me before,

Before nature does?

 

Oh, how should I live on,

You but me in chains,

Chains in jail,

Jail where my soul can’t get free,

Chains in your prejudge

Chains in your fears.

 

I’m breaking,

Oh can’t you see,

The chains are to heavy,

The chains are taking my breath away.

Please release them,

Or make them,

Or make them tighter!

 

All but not live on like this.

Please help me,

Help me change,

Help,

Change yourself,

Help me.

November 2005 Naoa

~ von Naoa am September 19, 2007.