There is a fear that has strangled my mind, and I am not being able to breathe. Help me. There is a pain that has scraped the strength from my mind, and I am not being able to dream. Help me. All those thoughts, which I keep pushing to the back of my mind, thinking that its not time to worry yet, have some how slithered their way out in the open and evaporated all my optimism. Now, withered and frightened I need you to listen to my prayers. Help me.
Suddenly, something as easy as smiling has become incredibly difficult a thing to do. Help me. I don't want to spend my days with a constant urge to weep aloud; its unbearable. Help me. I don't want to wake up with my heart beating violently against my ribcage. Make the pain go away, Sir. Help me. Take away the fear. Bless me with courage and put back the dreams in my eyes, Sir. Help me.
I will not ask you if I deserve to hurt the way I am. I will not ask you why even the smallest of happiness is taking so much time to find me, or if it ever will. I will only ask you to help me. I cant afford to weaken now, I have so many things that need to be done and so many people counting on me. Help me. I have new paths to pave and new hopes to harvest. Help me, Sir. Help me.
Yours and in need of help...
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