I Fall

This past week, Has been a crazy week. That only happens in dreams. When I say dreams, Nightmares. I've been sick, My head's been messed up, With more stress then ever, falling right on my skull. I've always helped others, even for a while, for the biggest things, and the smallest. My mind was not right, and said things, and done things, that wasn't really right. All I've been doing, is yerning, pleading, begging. Even just for while, to have something, to clam me down, and to make me happy. Nothing this week has gone right. Everything I try has gone wrong. Nothing seems fair. Its stacked for me to fail. I am not perfect, I make mistakes. I'm not the indestructible, I get cracks. For I go for others first, and hope someone, can come and mend me. I hoped it was you. All I wanted to hear your voice, All I wanted was to know you cared. Then I would be happy, for another week if dared. But when my mind isn't working. Then things seem blurred. I make mistakes, that I always regret. I wish I can take back, But gotta go on. Just hope ya still, would grab my hand when I fall.