yes, almost all of my poems are dreary but they are well made if i do sayso my self. it would really please me if you commented and liked my peoms that i slaved away at. i always insist that my works are perfect. enjoy!

no one can help me

I’m scared,
Terrified,
Horrified,
And afraid,
And no one can help me.

I am insignificant,
Small,
Helpless,
And week,
And no one can help me.

It hurts,
I'm in pain,
It throbs,
In my heart,
And no one can help me.

I'm afraid,
I can’t run,
I’m chained to this place,
And it’s difficult to be afraid to death,
And know that no one can help you.