Help Me!

Help me! My spirit cries out to you. Hidden in the shadows, My grief goes unnoticed, Ignored by busy bypassers. I stand alone in the dark, Watching the carefree world pass me by – The world that is my enemy. Everything is twisted, reviled. I can’t be dependent on anyone, Hopeful about anything. My world is collapsing, Along with my dreams, Trampled at my feet. My masks are cautiously lowered, Only to have them raised hastily once more. My heart is shattered and broken Crushed repeatedly by Life’s harsh blows. I feel Death’s vice-like grip on my soul, Wrapping steel fingers around my heart. I have nowhere to turn, Nowhere to run, Nowhere to hide. Help me!