A Cry for Help

Now I lay myself to sleep

Pray my dreams weren’t meant to keep

If they’re here to slit my throat

Pray true friends won’t hear me croak

 

Lord I’m here, don’t want to stay

Lord please take the pain away

Let lies and lust cut me down

Let love be lost and dreams unfound

 

So sick, so tired of hopes destroyed

My heart’s been on its last deploy

Keep it tight and locked away

Pray lack of use won’t urge decay

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MVP-Most Valuable Poet

powerful

very compelling

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