Sitting here in hell wondering if I'll ever make it ouT
Unknown tomorrows causing relentless doubt. crasH
Into realitym no way to ease this continuous grief. tO
Comfort the mind of an ophaned child, to aid her relief. U
Ignore the signs I'm showing, the warnings I'm screaminG
Desperately calling, I am frantically needing, someone to stasH
Away my pain, to be awareand alert, to support me and to assisT
Letting loose of the hurt, for i can no longer deal wt suicidal thoughtS