Small Brown Bike

A Declaration Of Sorts

Small Brown Bike


This is the last time that I feel lonely and sorry for myself. 
It's getting worse without your help. 
This is the last time that I feel tired. 
I've tried to sleep at night and days walk by without much light. 
Let me give back just a little. 
Let me give back just a little this time. 
Let me get back to the middle. 
Let me get back to the middle this time. 
This is the last time that I feel broken. 
I've tried to fix this mess. For years and years I fight my stress. 
This is the last time that I feel helpless. 
I've forced out every word and it still feels like I won't be heard. 
Won't you help me?