I reach out,

Pull my hand back.

I’m meant to die like this.

My heart hurts.

I feel empty.

You reach out,

Trying to help me out

Of this.

I can’t take it.

I won’t burden you.

I feel guilty.

Some… no, many people have it worse.

So many people need more help than me.

That breaks my heart.

So I bury it.

Bury it underneath

My smile

No one can help

You ask if I’m better

That pushes me deeper

Can’t get me out

I closed the door

Stuck

I walk around

So many people

To talk to.

I keep it in.

Can’t burden

Can’t ask

For help

Don’t help me out

Don’t want to worry you

Can’t

Don’t worry

I’m fine

I’m deeper

Hidden inside

No help

Leave

My heart broken

You’re gone

I’m alone.