A Silent Scream For Help
There, see that man and his illusion
if you can,
see the sadness in his face,
see how he fights to keep his space.
Inside lies confusion,
he’s growing weaker every day.
I’m weak too,
because I don’t know what to say
to make it better,
so I walk away.
Someone stronger set him free.
Reach out and touch him so he knows
that someone dares to care.
The courage to walk into the darkness
of insanity
is rare.
~ by K. M.