Why do I suffer like this?
There has to be a better way.
I have no reason to be here.
I am no one's life support.
I have done nothing significant.
There is no near end to this pain.
I am trapped in a place I cannot
escape.
I would call for help-
but who do I ask?
what do I say?
how do I say it?
I would take my life, if I had
enough courage.
But I don't, so I just stay here and
suffer, waiting for my life to
improve.
Oh, how the hours seem so long
and the days, longer.
