Help Me

Help Me By KDC Like empty shells of houses Once, filled with light and happiness They pass us everyday. Flapping, crumbling windows, tattered curtains Of their lives – their eyes – revealing the Devastation within – the disarray, damp And mould, the chipped pieces of their soul. Peple – sad, broken empty, bowed down Faces devoid of feelings Yet revealing the hurt, Disappointments and pain. Lonely people, quiet people who lock Themselves into a cocoon Oh so warm, so safe but dark and foreboding For no light enters therein And they yearn to exit into the Light. Help Me! Please! I am here. Don’t pass me. I am locked up within. Please help me. Where do I go? Where are the exits? Tell me what to do. No more strength I have, nor more strength to reach out to you You say you care – You do, don’t you? Listen to my anguished cries, look – look! Into the brokenness of my eyes I am falling, falling to my knees. Help me.