S.O.S

Voyage upon a stormy sea thoughts racing with me trying to flee from this simpleton self. Pen and paper in one hand, a corked bottle in the other, wondering whether or not to send this S.O.S letter. But what to say I don't know, please help this hollowed out soul, help heal these emotional scars, help please i don't know how far I can hold on. I am lost upon these waves of pain help lance this puss filled brain. Seething with self hate please help me from myself, thur slash and slice I weep, a smile upon my face, an embaressment to myself to much to bare, hope this S.O.S letter gets to someone who cares.