CRY FOR HELP

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The sunlight as seen from under water in the sea.

If poetry was a person

I would tell her the truth

I will tell her about the nightmares and the sleepless nights

I will tell her about the moments of numbness and plethora of emotions rushing through me all at once

I would tell her about the euphoric happiness that would last for blink and then the prolonged melancholic tears

I would tell her about the messy, chaotic and damaged soul I am and maybe, just maybe somebody will finally start to see my cry for help.

I won't be invincible anymore.

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