I could hear it in the distance only hear it you listen closely “Help me, help me” My dream i’ve sold it suffocating slowly

You can find me in the highlights The what ifs in vacant eyes Daily, say to me The choice I made was right

“You grew up, and saw sense” That’s what she said When you ripped out your own heart And showed it to her.

How can I not be sad, lost in hate? When I’m not heard. And how can I blame others When I hide?

Help me help me Screamed the breeze Whistling through the forest trees Howling in the morning light Oh it gave me a massive fright I hate walking through here All these noises in my ears In my mind The voices are never kind Help me rings on Where did i go so wrong

I could hear it in the distance. “Help me, help me” I heard my little sister yelling but I didn’t know where she was I was lost in the trees.

“Keep yelling I’ll find you” I screamed hoping she could hear. She kept yelling help and I ran in the direction. But she stoped yelling. When I found her I was defeated. They had ripped out her throat.

“WHY” I screamed as I fell to my knees. I was supposed to protect her I was supposed to keep her by my side. It’s all my fault I didn’t watch her close enough.

I could hear it in a distance “Help me, help me” a girl who seemed to be drowning. Gasping for her possible last breaths that determines her future. The water she was in wasn’t any water. it was not blue. it was pitch black but shiny, you could even say it looked like tar but it was water. she wants out in the open, she was in a room. Drowning crying out for help and in every cry there was agony, the type of agony that you see but can’t do anything about because it is not in your control. the type that if this were to be a movie, you would be on the edge of your seat w the desire to help. Can you feel it? She did. She was feeling something pulling her down into what seemed to be oblivion, she’s terrified. was this how she is going to meet death? The more the she tried to escape, the more she became weak. ultimately becoming an advantage for what was wanting to welcome her into her death. What was pulling her became so strong that her head was submerged into the pitch black yet clear water. once down there, her eyes were open and what she saw or actually didn’t see left her shocked. there was nothing there. no monster or killer that she had imagined in head was there. it was only her and the water. once above water, a wave of revelation came over her. Her mind created an image in her head and it protagonized in this crazy event of hers. She then reflected and came to the conclusion that what was dragging her down was her thoughts, her worries, frustrations, conflicts, pride, and finally, her sadness.