Help
My ears fill with the rain- that are my tears.
Crying into the night, searching in desperate need for light.
Looking cluelessly into others' eyes for help, because I cannot begin to know how to help myself.
The words bite my tongue, rotting my teeth... yet I can't even begin to speak.
Copyright © Brittany Parrott | Year Posted 2025
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